some garbage nothing for the sake of writing



Meet me

In yourself

In myself

In the mind

Of the hive


Take caution

Take care

Take aspirin

Take excedrin

Take aripiprazole

You’re crazy


Stealing lyrics now…

“Found” poetry:

Goodbye little boy

Be careful about the house

It is dormant

But the people inside will swallow you whole

Zombie apocalypse


They deny they are zombies

Any qourum could be secret zombies

This stiff finger

These people on my mind


Makes what?

I can’t write it

They’re just thoughts

There’s no way out

Just bring on the screaming babies


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