Wednesday, February 25, 2015

when someone you know gets a job you quit because it was too emotionally tasking and then keeps writing posts about how #fulfilling it is to work for a #nonprofit and it sort of makes you feel like you're supposed to feel like a piece of shit

But you totally don't, and you totally buy their feelings, but it doesn't change the fact that you, with those same experiences, wrote derisive posts focusing on your self-centralized distaste for the position...and it's not bad, it's just not #nurturing.

Monday, February 23, 2015

Saturday night, live

I can't read theory right now,
because I can't remember
                            getting here

a little bit, vagina-fear

Memories, in and out
abandon all practical tragic

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

I want to read to us
    in your sleep

    novels, so to speak
with that romance, Hate

in another sex dreamscape, maybe

Reading dialogue out loud, interpretive dance with book, paper thin walls, to Wax Tailor Que Sera.

Sunday, February 8, 2015

Can tell who I'm thinking about based on how much I want to vomit in my mouth right now.
Degrees s

so speak in a room of bank $lates

probably say, something
upsetting anyways.  Something
  like: real-time, physical threat
sex dreams, about a week. And
  they escalate, and
it makes me want to vomit. Always.

A Debbie.

Saturday, February 7, 2015

Facebook, avoid

Sand in the folds of your body, bent knee, under ass cheek, fish-out-of-water, snow doesn't quite slow the same, but I'm wearing my wings. Floatation devices, like an effing angel, can you see my halo, ATAlien

Sunday, February 1, 2015

In the Corners of My Third Source Uncertainty

Theory paralysis.      Don't let
me     third-year  and
make all the same 'mistakes'.
Kill me now, in critical
to save it       then.