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2005 - 2017 ✨
kyoto-osaka
i’m drinking coffee in my sleep everyone else is too used to being numb
mascara won’t dot train seats quiet has become a culture: nothing much to say
everyone wears clinical masks to keep from the frost to keep away from the germs. (we are sick with the age.)
the shinkansen nation fast forwards itself to 1Q84.
when the alcohol hits, i’ll be round the back.
fingertip
history might not have been, had we known that failure was evitable and that we are not human.
lifedrunk
i want to hand you your mother on a plate. i want to fold a piece of paper into a tree i want to pluck some mushrooms from a forest that doesn’t exist and then serve it to you with sparkly glitter twinkling like bad CG from that one Rihanna dance cover. i want an elephant in latex to jump several times i want a seal to clap and then begin tap dancing and some ladies from the 18th century to time travel and start a disco party in your mother’s houseware then i want to pour orange juice into a bowl and watch it bubble with elves.
salt
run from the spinning pillars. we will turn into grey vortexes of swirling sea; crystalline beads
steady pace far from the citadel. there’s a globe on your left shoulder, you musn’t turn your head— you musn’t knock it off
don’t look back, sweetheart lest we turn into salt sliding down the walls.
Maths
I. Everyone has their limits but that doesn’t really apply to you you’re in your prime.
II. It’s always difficult to integrate because integrating means having to differentiate yourself in relation to everyone else.
III. you fight for fair rights but it’s really an inequality because you’re worth more than that
IV. when your tan goes wrong cos the spray can forgot its limits it must be a sin
V. all the great things in life and your x can never be one. all you can ask is Y.
VI. They call Life a circle, but it’s more like an ellipse sometimes you’re left writhing from forgetting how to function.
De-Nasserize
When you write a history essay, you have to write in the past tense because it’s done, over and all you can do is learn from the past mistakes of ancestors
but beauty’s in the detail, not the way white old men think of countries not in the way we remember the 1982 Lebanon War as defence
what about the little girl who wanted to fight or the little boy who left his dog at home (it’s only temporary, mantra mantra mantra) starstruck lovers divided by war
(i’ll be home before you know it sweetheart trust in The Lord)
family dinners during Yom Kippur God bless you, Holy, holy, holey. the rattatat tat of a little drummer boy.
the key takeaway of every essay: Don’t trust the British: they fuck everything up