

Self Portrait IIGaping, empty sockets. The wind whistles through an empty core. Moths, flies, and maggots, their table's set and they begin to eat away.Self Portrait II


VacuumNo voices reach my ears, they travel somewhere deeper, bounce off the walls and shatter into a million little pieces. The vacuum, my existance. Everyone vanishes, eventually. Always leaving behind souveniers, a million little pieces, kept somewhere hidden under pale skin stretched thin over collarbones, and fragile eyelids. Kept warm in forgetful snow. And so it goes...Vacuum
Rainbow
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Five A.M. on the bathroom floor from the night before.
Do you find me dreadful?
What a shame such a sad disgrace,
Such a pretty face,
But she's not regretful.
Am I beautiful?
Am I usable?
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Friday morning , you wake up and you say, it's time to go.
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Believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense. -Buddha
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