Sunday, November 14, 2021

haiku & shit

uncertainty &
its infinite unfolding
psychosomations


in this thermos cap
fulla burnt umber umbrage
& tears not for you


such superfluous effort at
identity & i can draw a man
shaped like a man can test
his oars eager upon my sea
but with no shores to pass
through a harbor’s hollowed
by how they’ll take & leave
with another ocean’s name


someone tell gen z
bring back lime skittles if they
trawlin’ the 90s


sea brine breaths shiver
down my throat taunt a
mountain-muted tongue 
too tucked in dry valleys


don’t leave ‘til friday 
but my mind has already
gone on vacation

why did i invite
my mom on this vacation
why did i invite

excavating clothes
from my closet depths like yeah
i need to pack this

paused packing for spot
o’ pre-trip anxiety
coping mech haiku

take a vacation
from your problems not take your
probs on vacation

either a v great
bonding experience or
murder suicide

find out next week re
will i post again or just
walk into the sea


october sunday 
magpie grips suet feeder
fat frantic flapping


tfw you don’t
die in your sleep so you have
to go back to work

so sorry but this
is gonna be a shitty
work posts account now

actualize my
arctic hermit dreams before
death in the cube farm

never been more in
on selling all of my shit
& disappearing

1:30 am
thursday morning finally
done with wednesday’s work

59 hour
work week 1 trade show booth start
to end in 5 days

i have been rendered
a desiccated husk of
a human being

that ol’ curl up
under your desk &
angry cry energy

6 am at work
& dressed like a lumberjack
so write this day off

what millennial 
ever escapes their inner
basic hipster bitch

i can assure you
this plaid flannel is fully
nonperformative

can you even live
up a mountain & not wear
flannel on the reg

to be fair tho this
beanie i have far fewer
good excuses for





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