I’m a bit rusty, which is very unlike a potato, since potatoes don’t rust. But overall, I’m a happy tuber, nestled contentedly in my little plot.
I’m a bit rusty, which is very unlike a potato, since potatoes don’t rust. But overall, I’m a happy tuber, nestled contentedly in my little plot.
Since we are all slowly killing each other anyway, with our slander and our hate, it is better to kill quickly now, than to die slowly later. Call these mercy killings. The murdered will become the lucky ones, escaping a lifetime of doomscrolling, online political debates, and midnights misspent in front of the keyboard, empty eyes blue in the unforgiving light. There is no happiness to be found t...
Teach me serenity
Not to treat life like a series of earthquakes
Teach me to make others laugh
Instead of always calling out their mistakes
Teach me to cheer people on
Not disclaim their successes
Teach me to be a winner
To rechannel the anger that depresses
Teach me to pick myself up after I fall
Not wallow when I don’t get it right the first time
Teach me to smile in spite of it all
Not to...
Heralded memories, horribly disgraced
Hallowed bond, laid tragically to waste
True love sacred
Stained to hatred
Like a violent drowning
Tossing me around
It
Dethrones
It
Disowns
It
Shatters my soul
It
Chisels
It
Collapses
It
Carves a sinkhole
It
Punishes the shoreline
It
Tears down my naked shrine
All jagged and barbed
Knifelike and slicing
Birthed of my own devising
What started as ripples
Ba...
Every day, I think of killing myself
I’ve lost you
I’ve lost myself
I’ve lost the me that wasn’t
There you were
My only thread
The tether that bound me
To this barren landscape
If I’m dead to you
I’m dead to me
If I’m dead to myself
How could I be anything to you?
Look at me
An empty vessel
I haven’t pulled the trigger
But I’ve already killed myself...
If you’re trying to find the exit, there is none
If you’re seeking any roads, there are none
No stop signs, no marked lanes
No set rules
Electricity is sporadic, with lights coming on at odd times
Then winking out just as fast
Leaving entire corridors dark and abandoned for hours
Or eternity
Bridges connect light to dark, happiness to sadness
They connect, they sever
They crumble, they fall
They...
He crept up to the tiny mountain, watching the last few inhabitants scurry inside, one carrying a grain of rice, another a grain of sand. His eyes were dark and focused. Snot wound its way carelessly down his upper lip, almost to his mouth, before he gave a violent sniff, trapping it and sucking it back up into his nasal cavity. It left behind a trail of grime that matched the dirty track marks of...
You were still a baby
Craving daddy’s attention
Looking for love in all the wrong places
In pursuit of fairy tales and fluff
You found me instead
And I became the pursuer
While chasing your ghost, I became one myself
The ghost of lost potential
Seeking but never finding
Emptiness begets more emptiness
And the cycle repeats
The family curse
Something you never had
Became the one thing I could n...
_Now the underdog finally has his day._
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Alastair looked out at the crowd, feeling none of the usual dread, his hands steady. He opened his mouth.
“The meaning of life is like being trapped in a dungeon: first you reach into the bucket, then you rub the lotion on your skin, thus avoiding the hose altogether.”
Stunned silence. Then, inexplicably, a solitary clap, which grew in momentum until...