working to die. living to suffer
be still my heart. Ode to atrioventricular flutter
cell phone / printer / GPS / facsimile buffer
another hole to punch. a new intestine to puncture
reassemble structures i pretended to use
caffeine at 0 six-hundred for the energy boost
suppressant vestibule, measured by his earthly pursuits. it's all
stimulant and sedative and working and school
hurting me soul, turning us blue. we've worded our truth
and filtered it through lemon wedge and bourbon solutions
conqueror to castaway to nervous recluse
instincts both primordial and ... currently useless
who knew? we'd soon surrender to the 7 to 4
the vegetable the plate of frozen vegetables for
board planes to New York, on guided terrorist tours
ignore me please go listen to your stereo more
lay out on the floor. take your Winstons and choke
en route to fill an office in a business that broke
wheel of fortune 1 o'clock and Malcolm at 2
cleanse myself in coffee grounds and alphabet soup
fuck you. buy a vowel. buy a drink, buy a clue
i'll grow old trying to figure out what binds me to you
bright eyes. new flesh. death in pursuit
wading ankle-deep in poison archipelagos shoeless
Frere Jacques, dormez-vous? is there shelter and food?
if so i'll break for it as soon as my investments accrue
see you then
dead man
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Zack Wicks for president
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