AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP

EVERYTHING IS RED AND FULL OF GRIME

THE COSMIC ABSOLUTION OF IT ALL

IT COALESCES INTO SOMETHING

BLACK

I HAVE SEEN EVERYTHING

EVERYTHING

EVERYTHING

THE TOTAL OF IT IS TOO MUCH

BRAIN BLASTED AWAY

THOUGHTS FLOODING OVERFLOWING

VOICES INFINITE

PLANETS CROWDED

PHENOMENA APOCRYPHA

MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOP

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...

I will have to write a million words

To soothe the to soothe the

I will have to. Write. A million.

I am dying I am dying

The words are are are are

A million words

Life could be a fucking comedy

And I would still be writing words

Life is something to be dreaded

Don’t I wish I was beheaded

Words words words

Or whatever the fuck Hamlet said

Words words until the until the

I AM A POET BUT I DON’T WAN...

i’m writing poems again.

i dread my own silence.

the words make me human.

if i didn’t have the words, i would

i would...

Why does everyone talk so much

And say those things

And speak that way

Worlds away

And worlds that make no sense

Like a shadow in a cave

That you take to the grave

Or some other fond notion

Say, “Alas, Poor Yorick”

Or some other somber something

A petty comfort to those you do not know

And those that don’t speak

And those with lives beyond you

And those who are

More

More

More

More

And everyone ha...

“Hey.”

“Hey, Sun.”

“Night shift go alright?”

“Eh, yeah. ‘Bout as alright as it’s been for the past four and a half billion years.”

“Oh, man, I hear that. The tides doin’ OK?”

“Oh, y’know… it comes and goes.”

“Sure, sure… you look glowing, by the way.”

“Aw, shucks, only ‘cause I’m next to you.”

“Stoooop, you’re such a charmer. Hey, you comin’ in later today? Could use some company.”

“Nah, ...

“I need to tell you something, urgently. It’s about your boss.”

Click.

You hang up and prop your feet on the ottoman. What do you care? And on your day off, no less? You ease your shoulders into the couch cushions and turn on the TV. The new season of your favorite show is out today. You’ve dedicated the entire day to sitting on your ass and binging…

. . .

safety in the workplace.

s a f. ety. ...

It starts like this

It starts like this

It starts like this

It always starts like this.

Why?

Why why why why why why why are you like this?

Telling LIE

It’s a value proposition of filth and decay

You only stop when you become COMPROMISED

It’s just like you, fucking slime

Start small, little bite

Marginally comical and cynically baked

Not the kind of lie you tell your parents

Just a little “I don’...