Stop Crying (Spoken Word)

I gotta stop crying. Stop moaning about this sordid route that my life has taken, root out the cause of the course of the miasma that is this life. This life. My life. I gotta stop crying. Stop whining about the wheeney, screachy sound that is my lanky frame clanking and scratching its way through …

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I trudge alone.

I trudge alone, Though it doesn’t seem so, From the day I left her house of warmth Amidst tears and fervent protestations I was shoved out into this cold bitter path In which i trudge alone. Onward i am forced Towards the cul-de-sac that i hope That i hope is warm as her house of …

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Flow-etry: I need a prayer

I need a prayer. I. need. A prayer. A prayer for divine consolation, insulation – at least a diversion to rid my brain of these reverberations… See, these reverberations going through my head render me utterly disconsolate with acrid pictures of devilish sphincters, lurid images of legs and arms and rabid eyes, devouring the meat, the …

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