Monthly Archive: March 2020

18

Fear Fuck

Fear is running through me. Leaving deep traces of footsteps that no one can see and only I can feel. Dread that makes me open my palms to the heavens, looking for a God...

27

Object

You know you turn me on Eyes so white and legs so long But don’t try to talk to me I won’t listen to your lies You’re just an object in my eyes You’re...

9

Kick in the Eye

So I began the crossingmy throat burned drysearching for satorithe kick in the eyeI am the end of reproductiongiven no directionevery care is takenin my rejection kick in the eye “Kick in the eye”...

22

Tabula Rasa

Let us then suppose the mind to be, as we say, white paper, void of all characters, without any ideas:—How comes it to be furnished? Whence comes it by that vast store which the...