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What's that poem about the cockroach and the moth where the cockroach is like "I wish I've ever wanted anything the way that moth wanted to burn itself up in that lantern" because we had to read that in high school and it still fucks me up to this day

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if i scream loud enough, can i rip gods from the heavens?

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a saccharin needle touch

don't despair my love

you'll make it through this

let my poison words fill your lungs

burst your capillaries and rupture your sternum

from within I stung

abandoned in my web i found

don't fear my pet

you'll survive through this

i prime and prepare you

am imminent self destruction

that my eyes will choose not to witness

your bones picked through only scraps remain

don't cry anymore my doll

you've thrived through this

I'll string the limbs together

pull the puppet strings taut in the star shape

a hollow memory devoid of soul

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pass beyond the veneer of flesh, travel outwards, and then beyond the world, past the rocks and the trees, to the outer, all surrounding, an ocean of ink, black ripples colliding and deciding as they dissasemble into interference, truth arrives in darkness, swirling spirits and notions with wings, watching, tendrils coiling, i see you bleed about your blame, sit in silence and then turn to violence, the world cuts apart your name, harness estuary, channels of energy promised to fall away in hand, trace the weakness and strike a chord in honor of transmutation, chaos take the reign

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also a poem from the new, unreleased collection. very possibly my own all-time favourite.

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stalking the halls, a panther slips between beams of light, creeping the seams inbetween gleams painted by ceiling vents, in the shadows of the lattice, footfalls whispered a cruel poem

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I am animal who hungers the flesh of others

I want whole pieces, small licks won't suffice

the hunger is relentless, nothing sates it

hanging jaws, wolf-like eyes, saliva drops

painting your skin in base to coat in red

cowardly thing, coat of sheep's wool

crawling from the dark to wrap myself

entwine in you, embrace your form

cat's grace, talons of black, kneed the soft parts

reflective eyes mesmerize, traps you in my gaze

where do I cut first, which do I rip?

each slice made with gratitude, for feeding it

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The Trans Agenda is to Keep My F*cking Friends Alive — sol rios

published as part of the Citizen Trans* {Project} by New Words Press

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cant wait to see how the curse will distort and twist to afflict me next

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I've been feeling like a little critter recently

I am a goblin

hold up, hidden away in a dark little den

I'm the thing you find, hunched and curled behind your dumpster

smoking ragged pipes of cursed sticks and stems

I'm a goblin

dressed in an assortment of colored rags and handkerchiefs saved from trash heaps

I skitter about shadow to shadow

only wanting to be seen by other creatures and creeps

I'm a goblin

playing dress-up as imp and fae

a creature of bat-like guile

paint my face with a daemon smile

I'm a goblin

I have a magnet installed in my brain

scrambling all of the old circuits

electro mancing all the squishy pink and gray

on the floor twitching, I lay

I'm a goblin

my magic is unfounded and untrusted

the rituals both ancient texts and computer techs

radiation powers occult writings in the fingers

a faint hint of power to possibly linger

I'm a goblin

I run about, hectic as can be

I titter aloud to the voices in my head

rolling and kicking in sleep and bed

passing with bellies full of pills and lead

I'm a goblin

a lonely gremlin of community

I rush about with trinkets and squished birds

bags of treats for the pretty dolls

will I always feel like a little thing

will the masks ever be my true face

will the I ever feel safe in my space

in my heart still I know-

I am a goblin

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i ring in the new year with bad movie~💜

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i love when poetry makes me feel a little sick

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just write a shitty poem, what do you have to lose

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Love

A doll leaving home for the day.

It checks the windows to make sure they're closed and all the locks to make sure they're bolted.

And, right before it leaves, it checks in on its witch, who still hasn't gotten up for the day!

But she doesn't need to! And it's okay for her to sleep in!

Before it goes, it places a kiss on her cheek!

She smiles and responds -

"I love you, doll."

The doll closes the door with a parting response.

"I love you too, my lady."