i don’t mind this mind anymore i used to listen as it showed me the door i used to obey what i thought it did say but i don’t mind this mind anymore and now i don’t mind manners and i don’t hear the clamor of all the words that never were yammered because iContinueContinue reading “don’t mind”
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dust bowl
what need have i to try to try and muster and then become a-fluster an entangled cluster when knowing full well the dust would just settle if i could de-nettle and freely sit still and dwell for a simple spell outside this hell that i formed from nothing and pretended it was something
id tag
swallow these words like nothing you’ve heard chew up the verbs and make yourself round by the sounds of the nouns what would you be if you could only see with no words to drink what would your thoughts think how could you enshroud your being out loud without a language with which to engageContinueContinue reading “id tag”
word less
there will always be more paper and ink than what you’ve left unwritten there will always be more noise in the air than what you’ve left unspoken there will always be more density in the mind than lightness in your soul only and always if you remain wordless