#og claypost

[meowingonit]

Running and railing twisting and yelling

the way you drop bones in a pile is quite telling

archaic woes set and believed without faulter

old blood and burnt candles lay sad at your altar

Trusting mediums of spirit the cards and the dice

Just looking around you for once might be nice

[meowingonit]

Hey uh can I put my fingers through your mouth and make your muscles move

[meowingonit]

Film a video of yourself baking a pie

with three cups of salt and no fruit.

A fisherman casting a line

at the end four browned baseballs

things that are not people being childish

forgetting to think forwards

save their cookie and get two later

grovel like a mid-2000s callout post

ask him to love you again like you didn’t care

put bananas in your fried blonde hair

Wishing to together be wrong in the same way

and regret the long walk from then to today

those tears, they’re blueberries left out again

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poetry, I think

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I think the deepest anguish I feel on a day to day basis is when I have a deep and destructive desire for hot cheetos at 1 in the morning right after brushing my teeth and swishing mouth with fluoride mouth wash. This is real forbidden love. doomed and fated. the worst thing ever.

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