DELICATE DISTRACTIONS

Day 12: National Poetry Writing Month #NaPoWriMo We dangle delicacies (far from looking delicate) to tempt the beasts to play ferocious for our pleasure, for our entertainment. We put money on the beast who can be more brutal than the bunch. We are intrigued by the beasts whose nature we’ve changed, caught and caged, who […]

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Not One Fucking Tear

Fuck it! Fuck it, I keep saying To myself In the place of Bashing skull against wall. Fuck it, I stripped it all down for you, Laid it physically And mentally Bare And emptied myself Of all my silly secrets And petty principles And all for this- This insipid accomplishment of nothingness- The fucking empty […]

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