Seedlings (or, short random poems)

Scales of green bark flake from the oaks exposing fraying hair follicles. — Winter–the earth’s season of self-care and haircuts. — diagram the cytoplasm around the golgi’s chasms, what does that thing do again? — clumsy as a giant, I dye a gram of petunia seeds pink, train them to sprout under stars — weContinue reading “Seedlings (or, short random poems)”

Video Games

Do I take this for a sign of the breakdown of society? Or evidence for the inner voice asking if I’m fully human? I play video games but only multiplayer ones because I always pick the support character (the healer, the one making everyone else better, but who’s less-than-great at standing on their own)– itContinue reading “Video Games”

Another AI Generated Blurb/Happy Thanksgiving

Douse the house with a dosing hose do a do-si-do huck a hohoho The rustling in the neighbors’ closets Is a bit of everything And then they say, yeah, that tastes good, so…what do we do? Our brains are really good at hiding these kinds of cognitive biases. As Charlie tells his story, being aContinue reading “Another AI Generated Blurb/Happy Thanksgiving”

Bury a Berry (nonsense dreams)

bury a berry in the blurry blue barrens, let it blossom tonight. In your sleep, grow Roanoke the lost colony grow rowan, oak to shroud it in mystery grow an old oak to remember go row a boat to escape december chasing happily ever after a tirade of tears and laughter. – bury a blueberryContinue reading “Bury a Berry (nonsense dreams)”

Somelodies (or, 3 Haikus)

Three–drown crying minds. Seek screaming, famed raves, but crave Lonely melody. Two–externalize. Carve howls into an ice wind, freeze winter and sweat. One–on tongues, snow flies. Tell silent, nameless graves: burn, wreath your peace in ash. *** Enjoy this poem? Consider buying me a pizza

Blur these Edges

Survival in the prison of my body: this bed my altar, sleep my sacrifice, eyes aching one of three ways, but if we’re being honest the third is just an intersection of the other two, tears plus sleeplessness featuring dull ache, day twenty three. — Survival in the prison of my body: a mind goesContinue reading “Blur these Edges”

I wrote the first 2 lines, an AI wrote the rest

Can I ask you a question how’d you like your insurrection? (Intro) The table is empty. The chairs are empty. The air conditioner is off. No one was in the room during the test, of course. The only thing that had changed was the angle. We started with an uninspiring skybox. An uninspiring box. ThatContinue reading “I wrote the first 2 lines, an AI wrote the rest”

Dark thoughts, Night thoughts

Burn world, burn I’ll spite you survive you build a palace from your ashes, burn world, BURN you have never loved me, have you? — dark thoughts, night thoughts, stray thoughts: this boy wants a boyfriend, because he’s tired of being the gayest person in the room –at least two trees in a hurricane ofContinue reading “Dark thoughts, Night thoughts”

tidal waves wept, candles lit

I find my voice, my style, then I break it after a while I’m pushing boundaries I’m sailing new seas I’m digging in deeper these spirit’s arteries, this song’s a keeper that word’s to weep this metaphor is too big of a leap. I write like a child I write like I’m wild then IContinue reading “tidal waves wept, candles lit”