Rat

What the fuck, Rat?

You are frozen in my mind

The part of you that lives in me is young, very young

People keep trading out perfectly good bodies for old costumes

Costumes with rips and tears

Some of us have just the young part of life

Or an accelerated life

But what the fuck?

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More death:

You

You are the inner child of all of creation.

You are the spark, the light, the reason.

You are the heartbeat. You are the rhythm.

My sadness for the lack of you will dissipate in your wake.

It smells like teen suicide

1.

Tingle fuzz

Lurking dread

Alone in a crowd

It smells like teen suicide

Flow

I am like yesterday’s snow on branches

Today the branches are bare. The snow isn’t snow anymore. It’s water on its way back to the ocean.

The only thing permanent is the impermanence of flow

The snow is not supposed to stay forever.

What would be the point?

Things flow. That’s how it is.

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Death, Despair & Desperation

Deep Inside My Head

A buzzing. A whooshing pressure.

My body is here but where am I?

Deep inside my head

The empty seat in front of me comes back into focus

I dreamt a lacquered coffin

Now I see one