Because his father was a man of the cross, Who said his son was a slave to the flesh When the spectacle ended, The charges were dropped. Marvin was left with a hole in his chest. He could've brought...
6:05, Brooklyn Bridge: failed and tongue-tied body aching, hands shaking, bloody inside still alive. Sunrise like a pillar of fire, still running like the static on a blank channel sunken to the...
Sitting up in bed when the sun sets The room is such a mess Keep it darker than the crypt Rumble in my stomach Wreak of garlic and incense Stumble from the bed I dreamed of monsters again Sharpen my...
Fade up on the scene As he wrestles with the dream In the in-between place Not awake, not asleep Such a waste. His sunken face Frozen in a scream Hypnotized by the click click click of poker chips on...
Joan of Arc had a dildo named Jesus made of wood from the cross of its namesake she considered the splinters atonement and when she came it would fill her with light! her body was an ocean full of...

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This is my account of my account. I've become withdrawn, I've borrowed a large amount. I'm hanging in the balance, feeling like a toxic asset. Everything I make I give to God and Taxes. Bail me out....
The camera's eye dilates, focus escapes A sweeping brush coats the face Petroleum based cover up Concealer and blush to make the cheeks look flush At least real enough Every night I watch the filter...
Her story is getting old In a night with no company Stood up by the door so uncomfortably Gnawing at her thumb til it bleeds She's in the way Bent out of shape the money makes her wait The waitress...
Say hell to Mister Buddy Buddy The charlatan; the confidence man, Half man half mannequin Living in the closet where the objects are inanimate Jingling his pockets, Talking money in his sleep Talking...
Somewhere, between heaven and the landing ramp is the sacred mathematics of chance, the calculated risk, and the wind whipping you in the fucking eyes, and the sharp metallic taste of life and death....