Feb 10
i write, therefore i am.
ink drips from my fingers,
ink flows through my veins.
these tiny teardrops
of poems and stories,
pouring from the aqueducts
of my brain.
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Feb 07
youdontneedsockstobreathe.
i didn’t want my bed
to be my grave,
so i woke up and lived.
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Jan 13
atomic (part one).
i find you
in the smallest spaces
of the tiniest fibers
of my breath.
you flow from my lungs
to my lips
with each syllable i mumble,
every particle i exhale.
i find you
in the smallest spaces
of the tiniest fibers
of everything i see
feel,
hear,
taste,
and write.
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Dec 31
i see you shivering.
kerosene me.
light me up in a trash can,
i want to keep you warm.
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