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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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HORRENDOUS POETRY & PHOTOGRAPHY, WITH MUSIC CURRATED
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ohhhh, to beeee the cream 🥺
Nevermind the Gap
You make me sick to my stomach
When you smile
I taste bile
I wish in your teeth
Maggots filled the gaps
So you never had to be alone
I want to know the shape your skull
I want to know if I could fit
Let me drain your brain
Of the cerebral fluid
Let it flow from your ears and eyes
With your brain all dry
It would shrivel up small
Enough room for me to cram right in
But, with the maggots and me
Cramming between your skull and teeth
Where do you fit within your space?
Replace the fluid back into your brain
Drown me in the syrup that makes up your pain
Crush me with the growth of your swelling grey matter
Let me fade
Till I'm nothing but tatters
i'll find way to scare you, too
processing events o_O
SAVE ME A LABEL OF THAT PERFUME ON THE TABLE so i can remember what made a wreck of me
who's letting the dykes write poetry at 2 am again
YOU'RE ALREADY DEAD
you have been knowing someone, knowing them well, you don't see them for about a day—practically no time at all—the next time you see the them they're different, you still know it's clearly them, but they changed, grown phenomenally, in a way that would take years and years of maturing..... you ask them about it and they have this long thousand yard stare to their expression and they begin to say how they've told you countless times what's been going on, but you would never remember, no one would, but now things are different, solid once again. you still have no idea what they're talking about and they finally tell you....... they were reliving the same day for 10 years...... but there's a gentleness in their eyes when they speak of how apt you were to understand them each time, they knew they were changing, but you were always the same—you had to be, for you it was yesterday, for them is was a lifetime..
EAT UP
NAUSEOUS FROM THE THOUGHT OF IT
Eat My Bread, For It Is My Flesh
There was a distinct smell in the funeral home.
I couldn't decide whether it smelled more like someone's grandmother's house or weed.
Then, I recalled that not everybody gets to be buried in the ground.
Some people were cremated.
My eyes burned.
It smelled like ash.
DEVOUR ME !!!!!!!!!!!
wire spider, keeper of wires, ensnare me in your wires
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