...defragmented...reformatted: 8. maybe none of us understand what we have...
mitchie: commemorate their once vital spirit for we will all end exactly the same way everyone we know and love will be six feet under in the blink of an eye swallowed whole swallowed soul the earth...
View Article...defragmented...reformatted: 7. empty grave, shallow mind, i'm still alive...
mitchie: regardful of the purpose posed on the screen subsumed by a construct that lives inside us all innate or ingrained burned into our bones felt in the stomach everyday it gets harder to recognize...
View Article...defragmented...reformatted: 6. technology will kill you 111111
mitchie: -- tj: midnight in bed alone darkness pushing in the walls compressing my body, eroding my form floating in void how can you soak in when nothing is porous this is the painted glass house i've...
View Article...defragmented...reformatted: 5. physics problem: sucking nothing but vacuum
tj: after decades exiting orbits returning in flames, an immolation coinciding with the showers thousands sit and wish on every streak if we put it there, if we brought it down does it count? coin in...
View Article...defragmented...reformatted: 4. let's look at the plague
tj: isolation trapped here up north as they fly by klaxons shrieking it's all out of your hands the end of the problem you created house and home eliminated walk outside, let your spit freeze fall...
View Article...defragmented...reformatted: 3. rats
mitchie: as i fade into the sky this world and the ones around me suddenly feel so quiet and so cold i did not understand your gestures still i did not get your meaning no matter where you are i will...
View Article...defragmented...reformatted: 2. self pwnage for a narcissistic nutjub
tj: you said there's something beyond the mountain we went there together and slid underneath chest deep in the darkness cross-section of a landform then you swam away removing yourself from this space...
View Article...defragmented...reformatted: 1. adios bozo, this time i'm downloading you...
tj: past the houses past the trees there's the ruined factory slipped in through a window eyes opening on every surface and i'm hiding staring at the door hoping it passes by studying me swallowing me...
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free and radical shrapnel in the blood 20 seconds per the hour is my speed of consciousness I see my reflection in the stains of every hardwood floor when I'm too tired to look up alive by midnight,...
View ArticleDemo: 2. Quitting Infinity
...and for my own sake, I hate to cut the smile from my own face. free goodbye is a new hello to all the shit you refuse to know everyday there's a lesson and nobody listens until you're forced to let...
View ArticleDemo: 1. Old Data In A Dead Machine
"words create lies, pain can be trusted" eyes glued to the window pane till' the sun comes up to say: "worry, fixate and then repeat" do you imagine their blood inside your head? as far as I know,...
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