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Seeing/Believing
People see what they like. I just keep my step.
NA
I had that dream again. Angry with the glue sealing my lips. Hot plastic slipping out. No idea what I’m missing because when I see 70, I see a beach with a cold wind up its spine. Anyway, What are you up to?
tensions risen
The mattress, the floor: tangled in linear progression. The corners, sharp and cold. Fingers spread, you know? The feeling. How's that for temptation?
Currently Reading: Dead Astronauts – Jeff Vandermeer
For that is what bodies wanted: to come to rest. To know no more.
Dead astronauts reads like someone is telling you their fever dream and its interpretation simultaneously in the same eerie voice.
a misnomer
It slowly tingles, drifting upwards - periphery caving in - downtown skyline blending. Fuck, I miss your dumb ass. Same kind of focus, that narrowed my sight. Beside ourselves with laughter, beside each other, friend.
The Year In Review
Last year, I challenged readers and myself to create a six-word-summary of the year. I think I’ll keep the tradition.
Here’s mine:
Tumultuous change and triumphant movement onward.
All the best in your new year.
Josh
Sea Salted Cocoa Nut
Hunting
window seats,
timeless observation decks,
for things -
people really -
sifting
over and over.
I don’t understand
or pretend not to
for the sake
of a plastic beach
somewhere.
Reworking the data,
changing perspectives,
and updating the algorithm
through sips
from a tulip glass.
Making it absolutely nowhere.
Still, the water runs;
the purple coats
cry on the corner,
a blue Porsche
drifts around...
whatever you say,
space cadet.
What They Call Life
Give the people what they want
and take only what you need.
Their Buried Heads
Look, this dreamer, in an age lacking peace. Contests staring with the wall. An ostrich to the races; a warm, drumming static and beeping. Ambivalent, like any decent son should be.
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