I’m trippin’
on the side of the road
the road of the free
Poetry
we observe the armistice
between our shadows
today,
we live in a world
of small things
Poetry
Yes! I want the whole world to know
I delight more in the kiss you throw
than in {Kim Kardashian’s} fellatio
Poetry
Leading a life that will never be approved of
So there. This is what you have done.
Something inside is waiting until you are gone.
My highest morality is a travesty.
My greatest love, revolting.
My sacred ones, a blemish on your race.
My hatred, the purest thing I know.
Poetry
Gentle lady, do not sing
Sad songs about the end of love;
Lay aside sadness and sing,
How love that passes is enough.
Sing about the long deep sleep
Of lovers that are dead and how
In the grave all love shall sleep
Love is aweary now
– James Joyce
Poetry
the I is a by-light
a grievance by a wild fire
the grammar of layered time
Philosophy
