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Interstellar fuckface squad

-One of ’ems got
the numbers
put ’em down
scan their eyes
you gotta pry them
-yeah
-we’re gonna
get inside
before they even know
the future’s fucking singing
you can’t hear it
they can’t either
I put my dead ear
to the dead earth
& I can hear it though
what’s up with that

I like using a smooth
piece of tan driftwood myself


“They had no use for us
after funneling our time back
into the lime green hourglass
stepping foot by foot into my eye
functions as a black hole
at certain times…”

“They aint too sure bout where
they be endin’ up on account all
o that—[spits]—I’ll be god damned
them sonsabitches stood right there
looked me dead in the eyes & said:

“Look at you!
Look at you
looking at me
looking at you!””

“I felt somethin’ that I aint
never felt before & reckon I’ll
never felt again forslong as I haunt
the singing song of graves by which
them devils escaped into me…”

Jim O’Gregory, 1754 AD




.

They

Leperhanded collection

deciding which ones to cull

listening to the same world
on repeat

my rain killed
all your moths
this year
won’t be
like the last

something tugs on your speaking
flickers dust behind the nucleus

a compass to inject the skin
with meaning

we meant what we said
on the surface

the same way you can never look inside
of an eye (no matter how hard you try)

it’s always black
not quite a hole

sometimes
it can be green

                         a portal opened up between them
             like it was a sunrise