M.R.I., 2019
Drawing on paper
“So you still think you can do it?
So tell me, what did he eat today?
And how much does he weigh?
And how long will he remain a minor?
And you actually believe him?
Stop the talk about his future. We’re talking life or death here. I’ll give you a day to think about it. But that’s it. I can’t give you anymore time than that.
It hardly matters. In New Mexico kids are given most of their rights at fourteen.
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animal sacrifice food spells
they’d rather see you dead so die to them
pervasive undefinable dream
i too was fooled by the packaging
though aligned with ancient ways
animal sacrifice food spells
always the threat of him
dimmed my light
addiction like a cloud from above
such wretched things signified as love
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Lucidity At The Edge Of The Abyss
his father brought him to me in his arms and i said
“forget those doctors my friend take this clay in your hand and your hand
will move again”
and it did (his hand did move again) (doctors said there was no chance) (what force gave me the nerve to say)(same force that gives me this day cancer leaping through this body as it is all laws pale to insignificance)
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BURNING HOUSE PRESS 