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Poet Introduction
"Fuck it, it's fine," Olivia Rodrigo
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I dream the tides fear me.
I also dream
of you washing me out
to sea
and I awake
trembling
thinking of you...
I also dream
of you washing me out
to sea
and I awake
trembling
thinking of you...
#lust
#obsession
542 reads
9 Comments
Let's make slow f**k

#sex
#erotic
#obsession
539 reads
6 Comments
Finish line
I run when it’s too hot,
and I don’t take water,
to see how fucking
far I can get before
my brain blacks out
and my heart explodes.
Just to prove to myself
I still have one.
I’m not sure anymore.
There’s something
really broken in me,
and I crave the
physical pain
of pushing too far.
Some days,
the steadfast lull
of one-foot-in-front
of the other
is the only time
I’m sure
I’m here.
I run to...
and I don’t take water,
to see how fucking
far I can get before
my brain blacks out
and my heart explodes.
Just to prove to myself
I still have one.
I’m not sure anymore.
There’s something
really broken in me,
and I crave the
physical pain
of pushing too far.
Some days,
the steadfast lull
of one-foot-in-front
of the other
is the only time
I’m sure
I’m here.
I run to...
#escape
611 reads
12 Comments
Ebullient in a Dumpster fire
My fingertips were ice
and the bounce of my knee
turned the paper barrier
they put on exam tables
into a bowl of
rice krispies
The little drugstore
test with a plus
was in my bag,
you exhaled
too heavily
and took my cold
fingers in yours.
The doctor came
and gave us the
(happy)
news.
It was unlikely to
ever
be a real positive
without some
scar tissue
removal.
The breath left us both ...
and the bounce of my knee
turned the paper barrier
they put on exam tables
into a bowl of
rice krispies
The little drugstore
test with a plus
was in my bag,
you exhaled
too heavily
and took my cold
fingers in yours.
The doctor came
and gave us the
(happy)
news.
It was unlikely to
ever
be a real positive
without some
scar tissue
removal.
The breath left us both ...
#grief
451 reads
6 Comments
Elon Musk is a sexy son of a bitch
It’s 11 a.m. at Rusty’s
in Port Canaveral.
I’m watching the
Falcon 9 get
refitted between
missions.
Every chance I get,
I stand outside,
eyes turned to a
clear horizon
and watch pure sorcery.
We.
Tiny little creatures
with no claws or canines,
no biological advances
in the natural order,
we alone,
have unraveled the secrets
to touch stars; ...
in Port Canaveral.
I’m watching the
Falcon 9 get
refitted between
missions.
Every chance I get,
I stand outside,
eyes turned to a
clear horizon
and watch pure sorcery.
We.
Tiny little creatures
with no claws or canines,
no biological advances
in the natural order,
we alone,
have unraveled the secrets
to touch stars; ...
#obsession
464 reads
7 Comments
Smother or drown motherf**ker

#sex
#obsession
354 reads
4 Comments
I get a little messy when I’m drunk.

#sex
#obsession
306 reads
2 Comments
A failed appeal for clemency
the white
flag of surrender
fluttered
down
to cover my
naked
body
like a shroud
the parachute
material
soaking
scarlet as it
touched
the evidence
of your
savage
darkness
my last
exhale
a prayer for
mercy
a prayer
denied
flag of surrender
fluttered
down
to cover my
naked
body
like a shroud
the parachute
material
soaking
scarlet as it
touched
the evidence
of your
savage
darkness
my last
exhale
a prayer for
mercy
a prayer
denied
#lust
#obsession
429 reads
8 Comments
Gasparilla nights -- Ellie's song

#LGBT
277 reads
4 Comments
87 shades of lipstick

#lust
#obsession
353 reads
4 Comments
Gentle
Lover, lay there,
with your honed
blade in your mouth,
while I trail
butterfly-light kisses
on each scar
in your
bodymindsoul
so that you know how
beautiful they are
so that you know how
beautiful you are
Lay there, lover,
skin prickled in gooseflesh
wondering where I might
touch next,
let me pin your hands,
and pretend
I could hold you
down if I wanted to.
I’m going to stare at
your perfections,
so closely,
my eyelashes
dust your...
with your honed
blade in your mouth,
while I trail
butterfly-light kisses
on each scar
in your
bodymindsoul
so that you know how
beautiful they are
so that you know how
beautiful you are
Lay there, lover,
skin prickled in gooseflesh
wondering where I might
touch next,
let me pin your hands,
and pretend
I could hold you
down if I wanted to.
I’m going to stare at
your perfections,
so closely,
my eyelashes
dust your...
#obsession
386 reads
5 Comments
Bathing in Alexandria’s flames
The editor
asked if I had COVID.
He said I was flushed.
My eyes fevered.
I was walking around
in a daze,
and I should take my
skank ass home if
I’m going to pollute the
air with that shit.
I sat on his desk in a short skirt
and told him I was working on a
story,
and he should
stop polluting the gene pool
with his tiny-dick DNA.
I was working on a story.
I was working on
The Library of Alexandria,
the largest research...
asked if I had COVID.
He said I was flushed.
My eyes fevered.
I was walking around
in a daze,
and I should take my
skank ass home if
I’m going to pollute the
air with that shit.
I sat on his desk in a short skirt
and told him I was working on a
story,
and he should
stop polluting the gene pool
with his tiny-dick DNA.
I was working on a story.
I was working on
The Library of Alexandria,
the largest research...
#lust
#obsession
496 reads
10 Comments
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