death
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Full of Sin for captain zombie The nightmare, the forest, the fullness of sin I wish I knew now what I knew back then A young enchantress’s eyes so wise Drinks me with her cup of knives Eats me with her teeth of glass Eats me with her hungry ass Invites me to hide
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Fuck Poets I ain’t fucking no more poets! I mean it. I’ll still be friends with’em And hang out with’em once a week at the bars, bookstores, and record stores. But outside of the readings, workshops and features I’m through fucking them. They’re all “door knob sucking crazy.” The bartender’s right as the weatherman. The
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Eulogy for Robert Cochran “…they wanted to blossom and that means being beautiful, but you want to ripen and that means being dark and taking pains.” -Rainer Marie Rilke Five a.m. I dreamed I had a vision of your effete corpse dancing naked decomposing meat marionette attached to invisible wires bloody hollows weep crimson
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My Father Has Cancer February 14th 2013 “Merciful Father, I have squandered my days with plans of many things. This was not among them. But at this moment, I beg only to live the next few minutes well. For all we ought to have thought, and have not thought; all we ought to have said,
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The Source Each time I hear some pseudo Goth I Vampire poem I am seized by an overwhelming urge to projectile vomit a red haze of violence clouds my mind and all I can think about for the duration of the poetic nightmare is I want to kill Anne Rice I want to kill Anne
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Kool aid and Antidepressants JOEY CLOUDY·WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 25, 2015·1 MINUTE I find it humiliating to have to take antidepressants antipsychotics and mood stabilizers yet it is such a small price to pay to stay out of the mad house, jailhouse or the streets of the southern slums with the rest of the dregs of the
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She Left This Death and I have unfinished business Tonight we get our affairs in order Settle an old score. I’ve been out of commission For nearly a decade, now this is going down. A Kungfu porno, her praying mantis vs my snake fist. She left this? She coos with a smile after I pull
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Bathing with Sylvia Before we met we both knew how it ended It’s a well-worn path To the edge of the abyss I know it well As a yo-yo knows the string. We row out to the edge of our oblivion The cyclones dance at the edge of the void. A snatch of the wrist
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Death Is Coming “You can run, but you’ll just die tired.” -The Grim Reaper Death is the bull queer in the jail house of life Whose soul purpose is to sodomize us all. While we run from this reality with sensual distraction death is here to bugger us all. Yeah, death is here to fuck
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One Of Us Will Have To Die The straight rusty razor trembles in a hand that shakes as if it belonged to a wino with the D. T.s. It’s impossible to shave when I’m invisible in mirrors and all I see is his face haunting me like a hungry ghost in old black and white
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