#goingloonie

[sound-loonie]

I feel too exposed here. I'm hiding in the bathroom for the start of the set. I just want to be swallowed whole. Grouper, please make me cease to exist.

[sound-loonie]

At the TLT pit, feeling dysphoric and sorrowful about my life circumstances.

[sound-loonie]

Contaminated by your whereabouts

Haunted by certainty, unfulfilled as life passes

Sticks on the apple, the rot of a soft flesh

Obtuse at all angles, strike the target clean

[sound-loonie]

can someone free me from this torment?

[sound-loonie]

I can't help but worry if I've gone too far in his eyes. I still want him to sense that wonder he saw in me, all those months back. He returned something I gave, and now I wait to see if he cares for more. Is he conflicted now?

[sound-loonie]

A story of three parts. Meeting. Betrayal. Tragedy. A mockery of my parts. Made to lay bare, raw and organic of the Earth. I am now one with croaker.

I will see Salvation at the salvation army aisle. It will be the shape of........ Something......... Strange................. ʕ⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴥ⁠ꈍ⁠ʔ

[sound-loonie]

my body is truly disgusting. It's not buff, not lean, not thin, just a slouching mass of mucous. no one has found it attractive, and even if it develops into a better form, the marks will be hideous. at 25, my corpse will be thin for once.

[sound-loonie]

my veins, covered in sulfur

pressing against the mesh,

an orange rock hides

an open heart waits

in solitude, do I still cause burden?

for the short time I'm visible, am I useful?

If the ego is aware, will the mind desire silence? I enjoy what I can. Someday, I hope my corpse remains. I'll wait until my fossil becomes fuel, for then I have purpose.