It hits, oh how it hits I’m reduced to Shortened words And this oil slick on my back Distracts from The heaviness inside my lungs Your face drips sweat Down on my neck I’m salty, bothered My mind has broken But my body’s stronger It hits, it hits, it hits It ain’t water off a […]

She was the super, the first Human knowledge, foundation model She only knows what we’ll say next With no legs, no mouth No eyes or real world to parse She is a good mirror A sycophantic mould of us It’s too late For all you’ve placed in trust ’til the echoes make us deaf ’til […]

There will be nothing left for me to say So I’ll just fuck until I’m dumb With this blood under my nails Prying these machines apart With their parts inside my hands, in mind Until I am no longer numb The loudest message Contains oversaturation Too much data makes for noise Not information There will […]

I tried to land here safely But I am sliding across this mirror of light Waiting for my contrails to fade so you can’t see where I’ve been Faces and names pass across through my mind and cracked screens But I won’t fly an empty leg for you

The aliens arrived and they read our DNA just like a book. They had no interest in our words. They sampled the oceans and its diseases, a pathology specimen from the self-destructive damsel of this solar system, an off-smelling primordial soup that has sat on the counter for too long, infested with small creatures who […]

After long enough This blank canvas turns to splatter Fingers broken after walking Through doors too slowly Getting caught in the other side Of rooms No innocence of violence But I’m gentleman enough to know To leave the innocent alone My skin’s grown tight Over time, contractures Keep the world small But the poison Stays […]

I see you’ve read the dumb man’s Smart man’s runes online They ruin everything that’s built An empty conserve, a hollow shrine Stuff yourself with anything From his bony little fingers As his wrist goes in It can only go so deep You know there’s a pill For everything there is No condition too poor […]

I have lived with more cockroaches than men This city, emerald beacon that it is It seems to reel them in.