fews nlash

takes me ages,
outdated software 1's and 0's, 1' and 0's.
mostly 0's that's why.
Point of no direction,
where do i go?
tired of walking,
my flip flops are worn.

arrow point. left or right.
up or down.
fuck it, straight into my back into my heart, let me drown.

I shouldn't be not happy.
I shouldn't.

thenendistheotherendofthened

rollin' rollin'... bowlin' bowlin',
can't stop me from.
many equivalents,
non the same except for the outcome.
rollin' rollin' bubblin' strollin',
where we stumble bubbles boil,
harmless armless, count von countess.

eye tenerary

fear, own shadow, jump for joy,
i can't help myself i've become my own toy,
lonely lonesome little boy.
I said. I bled. I fed. I... dead.

linesli eslines

gimme a drink from your vinegar stick.
sweetened sting, on my open wounds;
fancy a lick off my vinegar stick?
sour-y sweet, blistered feet, meager rewards.

give me a drop from your vinegar stick,
I promise I won't tell.
Light a flame on this candle wick...

smiles for sugar. smile sugar smile.

I'm feeling pain for yours and mine.
Our hearts are stained;
blood and wine.

37 deg.

i'll keep you from the cold.

zeesniff

I'm tired. simply.
broken shards litter the floor,
Sweep me up, under the rug, wipe me off your coffee mug.
Stubborn stain. Me.
mysery pinked.

muzzlepup

I wanna play on white puffy clouds, floating carelessly in the wind,
invisible hands lightly holding me up;
the sun makes me squint, its heat radiates through this broken shell;
a limbo in Raybans and infinite smiles.

Sensations long forgotten awake from within;
Cracks and crevices of broken memory,
victimized, stained, abused and disdained.

Learning to walk again, tethered no more,
leaving nothing behind.
Dust and footprints...
I depart from the ground, into clouds, white puffy animal shaped clouds,
breathing, living;
Dying...
Happy?