this morning I dreamt
we killed & fucked everything
i want to go back
Author: sparksthompson
fuccboi’s lament
get crushed like a leaf
more than i’d like to admit
i’ll get em’ next time
ache for affection
grow old with a broken heart
welcome to the club
it was worth a shot
a memory, clear, vivid
this, i’ll always have
wait under the bridge
walk home from school with your friends
everybody’s free
go on without me
i’ll be home in time for tea
double finger guns
spinach dip on the chip
come to a dead end
commit to killing yourself
new year’s day next year
this is all your fault
feel out the walls that trap you
come to terms with it
dress in heavy noise
sink in divine black water
never feel ashamed
secret passageways of forgiveness
exist to subsist
your mind slowly atrophies
apart from the whole
come in late again
up your butt on chocolate street
bass is not a fish
be a tiny piece
I win the relationship
all hells of fart noise
good job intervals
sing to every song
journey through realms of color
watch it rain in space
safe and self-assured
fly a biplane on tape hiss
rest in warmth and love
feel good all summer
garlicky high school girlfriend
surf on waves of phase
STILL EMPTY
magic gigolo
there’s no god who can save you
marimba freestyle
hair covers your face
quietly pet the puppies
listen to the rain
“i’m gonna head out”
drunk in the mega Target
hide in racks of clothes
live on the ocean
don’t show any emotion
snort bath salts alone
get ready for work
dream of obliteration
exist in fragments
Strawberry Banana
show up at the shrine
shit your pants twice in one day
highlight of the year
abdicate the throne
microwave VHS tapes
leave society
never dance again
sleep in the trash compactor
fly on winds of change
hot custom longboard
abandoned internment camps
burn under the sun
deep in the forest
cum inside a grizzly bear
red giant explode
sneak in through the back
chalk outline in the kitchen
windowsill spider
climb into the van
leave to tour the countryside
planetarium
escape the island
mutated purple people
drown in the prison
mexican standoff
pyongyang amphitheatre
to die unfulfilled
“nice helicopter”
sunset over the jetty
doesn’t understand
pan flute holocaust
jerk off 9-5
happily ever after
light from a dead star
I’ll be fat, rolling
down the avenues of life
squishing them to death
animal crackers
stagger outside in a haze
feel the gravity
her name is mouthface
matching tropical spacesuits
galactic friendship
christmas on the moon
my face nestled on her butt
I’m perfectly calm
SLOPPY SEVENTHS
failed attempts to change
like thousands of unmarked graves
plans of mice and men
TIME FOR YOUR NAP
happy goth jesus
air conditioning dick cheese
robots don’t get scared
cinnamon pear pie
asbestos premonition
dynamite rimjob
riddled with disease
yingyangs hidden in deep space
Go! GO, WIZARDMAN!