

World History in Three StanzasThe oceans are burning! The spermies keep squirming! And somewhere I’m learning why.World History in Three Stanzas
Rich nations are squandering! Refugees are all wandering! And the philosophers keep pondering why.
The hatred keeps building! Using fanatics for kindling! And somewhere deep in the rancid bowels of history there’s an inkling as to why.


Mr. Wednesday IV‘Today,’ he said, ‘I will affect small change. She won’t evenMr. Wednesday IV
(will she? if she does?) notice’
Elsewhere there is a girl as young as you are now. There is no mirror where she is.
‘What will I do to surprise her (what if she knows? and what if she guesses?) ?’ He picks up a jar filled with teeth and it jangles as he shakes it.
Elsewhere there is a


The SilhouetteIt seemed to me I had entered into the middle of the conversation with bleeding cuticles and a bleeding throat ever clouded. What were they saying?The Silhouette
My mind trembled like tea in a cup as a train goes by while I struggled for the right words/shifted through the sand
in my brain for a sunshine-pretty little phrase. They wanted me to respond: looking expectantly at my knit-knotted brows then drifting away in the Dark Sea of Glowing Algae.
I remember sand dollars “You’ve said that before” I remember the smoke and the sweat and how sweet those things smelled through th
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-~marleybean
心の痛手
˙ pɐǝɥ ʎɯ uı ˙ǝɹǝɥ
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why there is something instead of nothing?
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Me:Why do rich people always eat gross things like snails, frog legs, and fish eggs? ~ADoseOfInsanity: Why don't they just go to a pond and start suckin'?
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