Wednesday, January 7, 2026

Ehhhh.... god

Blinking diesel smoked static 
out from sleep
phone grope
that was a dream 
I was on a lawn by a fence
by the White House
Tara said I can't do it and pulled back
I thought fuck it 
walked forward with the thin crowd
that was it
I think we just wanted to witness -
we see you 
we're through with the obvious draining
hand to mouth discourse -
writing's for writers
I don't blame them.

Babak keeps posting things that won't
let him back in here,
like you'd post porn
on Facebook
for a ban and a break
a break isn't destructive.

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