Betrayal is An Unmarked Grave

the first time you trust a pack of hungry dogs to watch your newborn, they will relish in ripping and devouring its tender flesh; knawing bits of stubborn cartilage til there is nothing left to feast on. — they hiss and growl at you for not having more.

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August Post Mortem

was the name. the year, 2012. “if they fuck that stab hole I’m gonna lose it,” he breathed out redundantly with strained pants. — 2017 – another mutual friend run-in. she sits down at the four-seater table with tonights bunch. naturally, he sits in the chair next to her. she sips her whiskey, balancing herself. “have…

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Freight’d It’s Over

I saw you and felt nothing. — if I was a tunnel, you used to be the train. whenever I’d hear you coming I’d brace myself for impending arrival. you’d roll through me; unstoppable force. i’d feel every inch of me shake and shudder as you ran through my bones. — but you left long…

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old war tales

we traded our stories of addiction and abuse like pokemon cards; fondly, comparing their worth to us and strength of attack. “that one he was -always my favorite” “that one, he trained -me the most.” — Later

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automatic: daily prompt

The pull we did not have to try it was automatic. a cycle; repeated, normalized, self-sustaining. no one asks magnets if the cold slap of each other hurts on impact. we know pain we’ve felt when we see it. — #DiscoverWP Automatic

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blanket beats fire

I was taught love was the wrong details of an oil painting.   the image: a blanket wrapped around a stranger in a desert night, desperately trying to keep warm by a fire.   I was taught the only way for anyone to love me was for them to light me ablaze stack of kindling…

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tightly woven

he’s got these women he weaves in and out like shift work. never touching, always brushing forces Uncommunicably; filling the gaps his miserable lonliness awake he can’t bare to face. son of god, trapped on that fabricated temple of entertainment, never wanting to be bothered on your time. says it’s easier to fall asleep with…

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flares

been at this fork for so long ive been setting off flares for my own entertainment any emergency vehicle nice enough to respond i wave on “the infection in this little ol’ cut simply is not serious enough for your concern please, let me sit with it a little while longer it’s all i know…

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i don’t know, man

i am a big man and i say, “you can’t,” “i cared about you,” and, “no one else will.” — “i am a messy man” and “i’d like to fix you.” “i’d like you to sit with me,” and id like you to, “pretend for me.” — i am a needy man; I will use…

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