the ecstasy of profound disappointment
been looking through these
It's like my never ending epiphanies that leave me falling into a new false impression of what it is to be alive.
i like the freefall.
commentary on poem by obama
A hater he came and sat by a ditch,
And he took an old cracked lute;
And he sang a song which was more of a screech
'Gainst a woman that was a brute.
The body's delicate: the tempest in my mind
Doth from my senses take all feeling else
Save what beats there.
POLITRIX IS DEAD // LONG LIVE THE USEFUL ART
ELEGANT ELEGY 4 ELECTION TYME
they've got to be all up in some memory palace shit. remember that y'all?
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