SANS

WHO EVER MET A

PERSON ASHAMED TO

LIVE HIS GROWTH

WAITED UNTIL

HE FELT OKAY

TO CHANGE

WAITED FOR NO

ONE HIS

BOTTOM LINE

BEING NOTHING

THERE IS NO 

GOD SO

WHAT DO WE

HAVE IF NOT

EACH OTHER

Denial

Chapter your curtain,
little light. Hope you come home.
Pure, the grey that loves.

experiment: slow dancing in the dark

cut chunks, mine,
lived with you

in the open box;

(i didn't look,

bb, glad they set you aflame
like how you lived
bent toward a heaven
we both know don't exist,

rain on all the people
you touched
and never got to—

backswallow

This Year

throb  through
the not-yet-dying
nourished by pixelfire

VIRUS

San Sim

Unsleeping, I re
deem able of ment
al aleikum,
moment of re
gen,
er—
ation.

A love ov
a n
ew & can
cerous

rep.