It sickens me to think of you
a prevalence of void
unholy
immovable
damned. gifts.
an overblown sense of his own importance.
I wish you were dead.

forget about you.
crow
florid with
fantasies
it's so awful
a perfect imitation
a liability to love
forget you
Ingrid Magnussen

quite alone
masturbating
rot
disappointment
grotesque

Your arms cradle
poisons
garbage
grenades

Loneliness
long-distance cries
forever
never
response.

take everything
feel me?
the human condition

Stop
plotting murder
penitence
Cultivate it

you
forbid
appeal
rage
important
I
cringe

fuck
you
insane
person
dissonant and querulous

my
gas tanks marked FULL

Auteur: Janet Fitch

It sickens me to think of you<br />a prevalence of void<br />unholy<br />immovable<br />damned. gifts.<br />an overblown sense of his own importance.<br />I wish you were dead.<br /><br />forget about you.<br />crow<br />florid with<br />fantasies<br />it's so awful<br />a perfect imitation<br />a liability to love<br />forget you<br />Ingrid Magnussen<br /><br />quite alone<br />masturbating<br />rot<br />disappointment<br />grotesque<br /><br />Your arms cradle<br />poisons<br />garbage<br />grenades<br /><br />Loneliness<br />long-distance cries<br />forever<br />never<br />response.<br /><br />take everything<br />feel me?<br />the human condition<br /><br />Stop<br />plotting murder<br />penitence<br />Cultivate it<br /><br />you<br />forbid<br />appeal<br />rage<br />important<br />I<br />cringe<br /><br />fuck<br />you<br />insane<br />person<br />dissonant and querulous<br /><br />my<br />gas tanks marked FULL - Janet Fitch

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