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The inbetweens

Light a candle
Put a stop to them
Put a stop to them
Put a stop to them
I like to sit
Watching plants grow
From a window
Scrolling down
Down
Down
But it lags
It lags
It lags
It lags
& I know
Somewhere inbetween the I
And these requests you sit
Collecting
& I muse
Do you feel a pang rewarded
Like I do
Like I do
Do you
It’s sticky
Like a web
Like the cum
On your hands
Little humps
On the top of tinted SUV’s
Watching screens
Watching screens
Watching screens
It doesn’t matter
We’re the inbetweens
The inbetweens
The inbetweens


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The miner

                                                      She was waiting
                                                by the open window
                                                  for the sun to set
                                                 smoking a cigarette
                     but it never did
                       that night


         The Velvet Underground spun around
         on the thrift store phonograph
                                  it sounded
                      almost like Aphex Twin

                    a full moon
                     or a straight line
                       insufflated off a mirror
had her hair all tangled
                                            tied back
                 like some sorta
                                    dying ritual


both of her hands &
        both of her eyes
     would alternate
                                       from screen to screen


was she a hunter—or a dopamine machine


who was she waiting for

                  in nothing but her striped stockings
                                             up to her thighs 
       a black choker with a ring on it &
       an indigo princess plug hidden

                                        by the faux tiffany lamp
                                   cross legged on the bed
                 in a small white room
             with a fat buddha tapestry
                                             twelve floors up
                                            with the window open


no encryption


 the screen turns off
  but the cam stays on



Old friends

I once had a friend
who was a paedophile
It’s just a phase I swear 

Someone found his stash
at a gaming party
when he passed out first
we all saw what he thought was hidden

We didnt even know how to react—
so we made fun of him and called him a CPA ’til he figured it out—

He used to wish me a happy birthday on 11/11,
was the last of my old friends that did so

But when I’d get drunk—I’d get loud—I’d
get crazy, unpredictable and insane—
and he would shush me to be quiet
like he was still afraid
after all that time
I’d write this poem out loud
for everyone to hear

Geosmin 7

                                    Pterodactyl tips 
meeting virtualized
 environment 

                                  Created a Yosemite 2.0
         yarnball snowyowl
 test airport flow
                                      greenpacket release

                                        Transfering python
                   quarkmatter weeping
 angel

                                                    Detailed notes
                                                regarding smart tv
weeping angel

    Cotton candy gyrfalcon
                                                            crucible hive
                               bald eagle beesting
                            injection

                                   Retrospective sparrowhawk
          personnel umbrage
                 keylogger escalation

                                         Wipe locked persistence
                                             stealth shouldersurfer
                                                             time stomper

                New source tradecraft
        basic forensics flash
      bang magical mutt

      Fight club taxman
      rain maker fine dining
      foxit hijack

                            Hammerdrill how-to
       doxygen error munger
                                                         frogprince tools
      candymountain grasshopper

      Magicvikings anthill galleon
      assassin hercbeetle hornet


cascade






The state of Jefferson (Backroad bumpersticker remix)

               Nobody told them
      all of the republicans
               and democrats
                                                  were dead

how were they to know
                                                  they’d been split
right down the middle
                                                  by goo

I remember this last time
         the archetypes of hope
     the distraction and resolution
already decided

what else is there to say
                 once you see it
                                  there it
                                is

                                no one wins
who plays this game
                           spray it down
with hypochlorite

      it’s no wonder
            some go mad
                                                       aren’t you
I know I am

     it was as simple as
                      whoever controls the plaintext
                         voting machines
                 controls history itself

                we got to see this happen
        you and I
                behind the scenes
                               when no one was awake

she’ll be the first
                                            to press her silver
                  squidbutton
                                              on an oval stage

                99 flowers
                                                            hanging
          in rows
                                 from the walls