“Anything, anything would be better than this agony of mind, this creeping pain that gnaws and fumbles and caresses one and never hurts quite enough”- Jean-Paul Sartre -Beautiful- Perfectly broken. Beautifully flawed. Fucking hate me hate the cracks where solid is supposed to be. I can't go back, I can't go back I can't go I … Continue reading Beautiful
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Beatings of the Def Poet Who Forgot the Beat
I get so caught up in the def poet beat that I become deaf to what my words are supposed to mean. I ask you to listen to these rhymes in hope of times that they are worth something, anything, worth more than the penny it cost to print them, more than the soul it … Continue reading Beatings of the Def Poet Who Forgot the Beat