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Why even have a sky if you can't cast your dreams into it and have them rain back as memories? Why have a moon unless howling madness is an option?..

I was carrying a can of beans And it just exploded My store needed beans Another store in the franchise helped us But it exploded What the f**k j..

Thought tickles sometimes

The bee meets the flower Most gentle of lovers you hover over me And land for a bit Hopping dew dappled petals for hours The sweetest of kisses ..

I'm here… alone... Lonely… So lonely… Alone, alone, loneliness is pervading my lonely aloneness Being alone is sorta like be..

Another collaboration with Nix. This one was my prompt but she contributed greatly.

“Good morning” Good morning?! I'm already mourning this morning! Without warning some alarm was horning and blaring and beeping, ..

Nate was a slicer A real-world dicer of flesh If you mess with the wrong people Nate would come to see you With his bag of pain kept stained rags..

A love poem written for an amazing woman.

I don't really know what it's about, I wrote it in a haze