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at first ~ I was a man short sqat and white my sight locked on land a dealer in man selling souls in chains packed tight neath deck in dank rooms c..

Pieces

People say, sometimes, somewhere something makes them the men they are today. I, generally, jest that I don’t believe them or believe men ar..

Understands too much now, somehow, somewhere, finds use for; alliteration agitating the firmament of the cosmos shaking stars from the sky like fat..

A little somethin somethin, as they say.

It's not so much about living one's life, inasmuch as it is not. You should be more like God... I meant to say, instead I thought. I thought of st..

I made no mention of battles to come, beat no drum as I walked slowly into slow motion my eyes fixed upon you, your devotions, now like oceans ..

Just angry quasi-existentialist ranting at certain types of people for existing.

I like things that die

On this day of her birth 10/28 It still needs some work.