NOT SO MELLOW YELLOW
my bros want more cheerful poems + have suggested daffs
the latin word for daffodils is: narcissus but there is no latin
equivalent for: kiss my ass or gay kucken offen yom
it’s not that i’m angry at them i understand these poems can burn
rust off a car but what about food for the human soulhole? all verdigris
+mold from a general lack of free (+freedom is not just another word)
the smart existentialists say: always act through the fantasy of freedom
lest we be nothing more than passive playthings of an indifferent universe
+ capricious gods
these poems are wordy
freedomfighters
+that ain’t always pretty 🌻
i have been acting out the existential rebellion since 3 no seriously
always attempting to remove clammyfingers from my arm ie., back
away from the curly haired girl or i will bite the hand that feeds jails me
and i still will though now with teeth not quite as securely fastened
Narcissus (also the son of a greek river god) was a celebrated beauty
arrogant+selflove dripping
i have known a few of these all dying inside i would rather chase free
than my withering physiognomy beauty the ravaged whore a lifetime
of devouring me
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..i am dying on the outside all cellmutation+dribble.. inching closer to
the GREAT WIDE OPEN.. as the inside explodes with grit colour +
ecstatic confessions of the highest order..
SPRING 2024 ..let my people go..
songanddancegirl 