Final word results from the field report on the edge of the glaciers
The hate of wasting your night insulting my own gods in the gutter
Is misery an awaken risk for me? Do I mean anything to me?
Is my life anything to since I disappeared in the middle of a blank note choked by my own selfish curiosity?
And you have total control
The pressure you feel is your body that will help you feel better if your heart is still healthy enough to be broken
crayon books tightly clenched in. side the mind of this. failing infant’s. hand. Be weary of new episodes getting penciled in. to hold out for possibly nothing Beware. the refill on Wednesdays. the government pays I’m mingling. Beware of sharks swimming. parks protracting pity. beaming. Beware the nurturing nightly. my plead bleeds Peeling natures skin for a cover used for our bin of grief beware
I breathe what verse doesnt I guess for an entities breeze bemoaning these losses. It meaning? demoting ability as to what I seem to conceive I am so tired of this. this framing im obtaining in the filters signed social contract you see it I see you see it. in fear bowing to the side. you move out. of its terrible way to run to run to hide picking up the pieces with a pointed finger into the chest I have reason to believe nothing see
Who was it? Find whoever said sense must be meant in all those who be penen’ and tell them to shut the fuck up
Where was it? Who? That me who was are you seriously that’s very funny really where? I get gas when I exist!
This is meant to be made up of what only five percent I have the chance to Express? Why bother and why not just fit a rhythm with the moving theme for which then I have no idea but the right one. is used only as a means to Express or to harm even though they say yes those they’s ‘sticks and stones’ and yeah, oh? Well I’ve a bum legged soul and you couldnt sue what suits your vile trolling headset feather jacket Dare a reader read. Some dense nugget of charm in your arm? I tore mine off beat my demons off reattached and hatched this egg of a third legged fin swimming stranded by Gilligan.
You’re white privileged and from some city of Angel’s I’ve heard of and even been too yet I was mostly running to the bathroom after every line of coke some naked worshipping woman told me I had worked so hard for. They move here and kick an African american family out kill the garden and stick a black lives matter sign in their yard and this people…. welcome! To the Portland I mean portla… sorr….
Stemming into the another sentences synonym you ruin you. Ruin you. You ruin you ruin. Ruin you. You ruin ruin ruining ruin you. You
And You Ruin the ruined, doctor. Why am I addicted to three more substances than I was before I went to rehab. I didnt say that because ofcourse I want it and I need more!
I let your advice become my vice 3 fold. I cant leave the country. I cant even be away from home longer than 7 days and that’s if (turns off microphone)
This is from a survivor for which survival mode is my mode.
“Give us 12 grand, we will put you in (crcrossed out) in the middle or the (cross out) desert and when you get that shit off the street out of your system we will give you whatever you want however much you want you will never run out and we will even pay for it. Just as long as you get it from is what they said. Before a judgement I want a cure. I have crates full of notebooks starting after an hour in (crossed out) documenting in the only way I know how to write, which is like, I guess, q very sprung rhythm infused prose. So not a report or journal. Photopoetic Journalism. For 8 1/2 years I’ve been conducting this research. Never done before. I have things what I think could answer a lot about a lot surrounding the heroin epidemic. Why, as only a volunteer, a “disable” (im very fucking able thank you) am I bringing about more sustainable sobriety and not just but the motive to live more, rather than just not get in trouble or let others down, just as much, “if not more so” -epoch times, am I keeping people sober better than doctors who are treating me? Why do the people I tell this to I’m messing with fire as far as my crates of notebooks, the same amount of time it takes to get a PhD in the field of what i suffer from taking notes in heroin withdrawal because I have always tried to use my creative talents to give back. Yet, I’m mentally I’ll, a white Male, and regardless of my clean time, heh, just a junkie. I’m the lowest common denominator. Well. I read this exact sentence last week on all this shit: “it’s time to accept the lowest common denominator and comply”
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- Make sure the press is the right aesthetic for your work. Do you like the cover art and the fonts they use? Do you like the design of their web site?
- Also, check forms. For example, if they mostly publish free verse, but your poems are all sonnets, that’s not likely going to be a good fit.
- If budget allows, purchase one of their current titles so you can hold it in your hand and be familiar with the quality of books they print.
- Look for reviews of current titles to get a feel for what other poetry readers think of the books they publish.
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And big decisions weigh on you, and you feel old, and worn
There is nothing more remorseful, than letting life go astray
Leave the past behind you, you’re much better off that way!
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