Bad writings from a bad person
The grinding of teeth and the mutterings of a dead man. Thanks for looking.
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Nether
refusing to back downthe nether beast rears it’s wounded faceone eye still goodeven after I shot itI’m hurt tooI’m stuck in a world that cant see itindignant despairthe end the beginning of itand other liesscreeching and clawingcan’t fuckin sit stillmaking people nervousthis motherfucker won’t shut upand nobody’s talkingtrying to warn them about metrying to warn…
Chasing down the waterfall
A great swath of darkness dogs my every steptells me thingswhispershowlsoccasionally same story jaws-deep in a goddamn bottleI swear there’s a good woman in one of these things…that lady in the bottom of the bottlethe idealized omnipotence etherial femininity the oldest cliche amongst the dispossesed Washout strays stricken with mangepus-eyed, hungry gazes tear open thetaqueria…
The Burned One
An old man stumbles down the side of the road eyes sunken, skull worn away, 3 teeth he wears an old coat and he’s exactly where God put him in the slums of 5th ward, with his house made of garbage and his yard littered with needles the sun is setting over this proto-cyberpunk dystopia…
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