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Vanish

Posted on by KatYa

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-

Posted on by KatYa

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.