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A Poem by No

When my eyes go blank, The bomb likes to drop down And just sit in the middle of my forehead, As innocuously as only a bomb can With a beep, a ..

A Title is Simply a Poor Excuse to Revolutionize a..

A Poem by No

i need words in my mouth; i've got blood in my mouth; can we trade?

What I\'ve Been. And Where I\'m Going.

A Poem by No

found a new job moving offices from floor to floor in thirty-story office buildings. first paycheck, they paid me in typewriters. damn it, i love thi..

Sleeping Vice

A Poem by No

For some strange reason, the world of ethereal, frozen lattices and of livid beauty entrances me back to sleep only minutes after I awake in ..

Salt for Eyes

A Poem by No

the tall flood came in the middle of the night, and it asked for your bones as homage so that it might spare this town and its rightful dear souls...

I\'m Not Ill, and You\'re Not Dead

A Poem by No

so doesn't that make us the perfect pair?

Better Left Blank.

A Poem by No

I don't quite remember the purpose.

Divisible By Two

A Story by No

ramblings on a monday in which hours passed in a matter of minutes and feelings combusted.

Sail Away; Pale, Paper Planes

A Poem by No

it took so long to realize, you must be blind.

Johnny on the Playground

A Poem by No

drop to knees and pray.