draft // fill this out later
his name is “available upon request”
hers is “still pending”
their pronouns? autocorrected.
they walk through lives
flagged “to be confirmed,”
half-baked profiles glowing blue
in the cold-glass dark—
no need to load the rest of the bio.
the waitress forgets his order again—
he wasn’t really there. just a reservation,
a warm coat draped over a missing person.
in a world that rewards the edited version,
he masters the art of being vaguely fine.
100% is a luxury of the certain.
those with doubt live on 72%,
with 15% cached for crisis,
the rest—unallocated.
when the universe queries purpose,
she returns: "null."
and someone claps.
as if meaning was a field
you could just leave blank
and still move on.
I simply cannot keep up, but
I simply cannot keep up, but am very glad this site has no thumbs up buttons or heart emojis, because your work deserves much, much more... PS I eagerly read everything you post
peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not
zeese buttones ?
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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