today god today
may we have
the guts to tell
the truth
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wild
the lies was digging a hole
like a soft and harmless bunny
the truth
a wild rabbit
jumped off
again
hacks (get hacked)
Now we uncover the hacks and the vices of folks who got power truth spoke to. now they wish that their names be forgotten after fame had a name to remember.
paramount
My truth
was never
paramount
the days
and ways
you broke
my heart
Poetry by K (full moon)
the bloody truth http://www.katyamills.com/2014/04/the-bloody-truth.html
flash fiction
© katya mills 2014
Vanish
appearances
made
politesse
made
marmalade
transparancies
of whole
oranges
unaccustomed
dyed in wool
deadened
shaking hand
shakes
lost to
frost
social gelatin
social skeleton
closet exo
incites
rattle
snakes
ice cube
fornicates
behind glass palms
sweating
remembering
forgetting
dish colored
vacuum rag
the pleasure
all mine
your precognitive
dash and
dine
binging
purging
toxic
intoxicating
divine
unnatural
like
swerves
sexy in lace
spermicidal
dish colored
dilution
washed clean
at the ready
disregard the
cavernous
distance
attentions
Irreparable
cosigned with
bull shit
demonstrative
pathetic
like
DVR offal
stand
can’t stand
Truth
hitting every
one
up side
down
vanishing
like that
sad sorrowful
material
retreat
immaterial
like
ennui
life fully hydrated -iii-
Sorry for the truth. Beforehand. I never wanted her, but she came and found me, stabbed me, and left me on the ground bleeding. And that’s what needed to happen. I needed to die by her hand, truth, and be reborn. Fucking A right. The bitch found me and killed me, and she’s coming after you, t00. Our world of confusion wants us confused. A land where lies are institutional. Now do you feel dejected, alone and insane? Need some essential space by which to breathe or possibly ‘recover’ ? Good luck, she whispered to me in that degenerate, hissing breathe. She ruptured my left eardrum. Pain for a half hour, followed by sleep. Woke up deaf. In the left.
