Preview: Poems of the Rill.

Poems of the Rill.

I'm sedated,

Tired,

My eyes are slumped.

...I'm sedated, my heart is tucked.

And you're welcome.

I was a problem earlier.

I was a lion.

I was Red;

I threw hands with my bag,

Skinned my knuckles for an hour.

And the Lion has been shot,

I'm sedated; tired; out.

The man-beast has been tranqed.

The problem is sleeping;

His Pride tucked in his waistband.

…

Let's keep it such a way.

S,17,23.

Slept so good,

Somber

Soft as baby dreams,

Perfections within imaginative

Bedrooms - Beds of down

Goosedawn

cradles me to sleep.

Perfect

Little

Perfections ,

Today will be

Wonder .

Full of it, I swear.

S,20, 23.

Not hard to apologize. Just apologize.

...You raised your hand to hit me,

And you did,

Then you punched me.

I asked for you

To Just

Say

Sorry…

You didn't.

You were angry.

How do you think I feel?

Feels like I'm trying too hard,

Feels like you aren't trying at all.

Feelings like you feel right,

Feel like I'm wrong, I'm always wrong.

I'm always apologizing,

You're always angry,

I'm always depressed,

Yet

Yet- you don't want to hear about it,

I'll listen to you, I'll listen

To the same shit,

Your same anger,

Over nearly nothings, nearly nothings -

And here I am,

Only this time

I'm

Not listening -

I am the issue.

And you hit me with two blows,

The pain they caused is irrelevant,

What isn't,

Is

The lack of apology.

It was so unnecessary.

That's what hurt darling -

What hurt was

How

...little

You managed to care.

How little. I am.

So little. I am…

S, 21, 23.

You people don't care whats going on

In side m y he ad ,

Doesnt matter anyway.

im watching the fish

Go

bl ub bl ub bl ub

behind that glass.

The bubbles splash of the purifier.

...what is my life coming to

Why don't they love me (?)

...Bl ub bl ub bl ub

S, 20, 23.

Bugs tickle my mind,

Earthworms scream songs of silence,

Speak thy voice,

Mind O' trembling,

Trombone pumps out a tune of classic America,

Here we come to rest.

Come to rest at last.

S, 25, 23.

What has my life come to?

I race there for pussy,

Middle of the morning,

Rain comes down pour,

I fail to succeed

3 times her climax,

I am dead inside

As I shower in hers,

Wash away stink,

Wash away disgust

What has my life come to?

What is this all for?

.Cucumber Watermelon Soap.

I walk to school

Mid-rain

Questioning my life decisions

My poor life decisions…

I rush tears of failed sobriety

S, 27, 23.

I REm.mber

I remember- member.

Days of the old.

Days of ancient Youth.

Ancient antique - antiquity.

Critique Of it all. (Mozambique-shape)

<> i remember when ,

i said id leave at eighteen .

im eighteen.

i remember those

VHS. t.apes,

and those

DVD n.igh.ts.

i remember those made up

games ,

i remember building tracks

In the Dirt for our hot wheels,

i remember making swords

Out of sticks ,

i remember those lo.ong

fucking summers

and the longer winter breaks ,

and those long walks home

after the third grade ,

i remember those evenings

In the pool ,

i remember days in the mud ,

i remember those

Su.umer Th.undr.STo.rms.

th.under.ST.oorms.

thunde.r.r stoRm.s

<> i remember ,

i remember wanting to run away,

i remember never being scared,

Now I'm always scared,

i remember when I didn't care,

Or always cared,

Now I'm neither -

i remember running that play,

breaking my arm,

I didn't cry - cursed like a sailor though.

i remember when

it would rain and

i'd be so excited.

I remember when I saw

The lightning

And being joyous

Like the kid- the kid

i was .

i remember being so

Excited

For that first home .

i remember being

Excited for Christmas.

i remember waiting

For Santa.

i remember hanging

Up those lights,

and putting on that star ,

and watering that tree.e.

tree. tree.

<> i remember everything .

and i remember .everything <>

O, 2, 23.

Hippopotamus dreams

   Clash

with

rhinoceros ‘nightmares.

Knuckles, titanium;

shed blood, before tears.

Thoughts like

Moths and

butterflies

explode !

Mind clogged with sawdust; industrial campaigns.

What was my name again? Sorry.

Forgetfulness-like-Envy .

Tobacco

s m o ke

illuminates these

NAuseous swamps of lie lie lie.

Angst tickles organs like the harpist.

Fear like smoke climbs from the organ pipes.

The play ceases *

There was hibiscus; hibiscus no longer.

Hibiscus no longer …

Bury me with them; the earthworms.

Swee t songs of Dirt

A n d

Ear th .

Sweat; ammonia smell on my skin.

Bleach in my blood-

Anti-freeze- an·ti·per·spi·rant .

Curiosity cut

sh ort

by A-peX

pPedatorR s

The rising sun grows quite opaque.

O paqu E; opaque opaque - LightS.

Place me AmOng

the bugs

O

O'plenty.

I am not here; gone..GoNeE.

Blood spins

counter-clockwise: w

here is heaven ?

Weeping willows shade me, (4)

For now.

Golden belt upon my waist;

CHamPiO N.

CH.Amp.i0n.

champion.

As if nothing.

As if a pebble.

Temptations call my name like

w h ispering

G Hosts.

Sun S hine got me skipping;

BO xing got me skipping.

Damn, it feels

S O

go od to

hurt s o. bA d.

Coff EE is buRnt;

cReame r , eX cessive.

I remember my stories better than my dreams .

.

. Is one less real than the other ?

Coincidences' ].

I'm still ugly

And

you're(you-are)

Still A B

Itch.

Paper cuts taste

Bleach

Through Albino Skln

.

" Its nice to come out alive! From the battle again.

Still. '

.

' everything seemed to go well .

Turned out well .'

Covered In

Dirt

And

Ash,

Must wash- NoW

He ad. t o. Toe.

Now.

Lex FReixnd

Wears

Same black'n

WHiTe

Suit- Itchy itchy..

Same suit.

Black N'white.

N'white.

Itchy.

...Itchy.

WinsteiN

Speaks like

Riddles

And Manuscripts of

Apocalyptic RubiX cUbes.

To the Shower !

Grandeur O' in-complications -

I have thoughts to TH ink

To the shower now !

The Rill

Runs

Red -

.

O dear, I speed off

To the room of speds

Seeds taste like captions of

Iron y

Mountains

Capped in white -

End times. Arrive.

I hear the bell

Bell - RiNg

Ding -

And the bell tolls.

For I

The bell tolls .

Ejaculate

Covers hand

In white embrace

Of glop-

Orgasmic tendencies

Drive me

Insane(climax(

Red blOOd

WhitE. BlOOD.

Sick sick sick.

...sick.

Card houses

F a LL

IN.the…

Wind.

ALARM.

ALARM.

ALARM.

I know , I hear , I do not care .

Scream like the

SIRENyou are(R)

- I do not hesitate

You scream back

Useless slurs of intoxication

SILENCE.

ICommand.

"" seX.is.A.dRu.g. "

Misinformation; five-years in prison. '

Ramen - Ramen -

Poverty-stricken has always tasted

Good.

My phone is in my pocket

;

I am nude. On a beach.

I have no pockets.

Salmon salmon !

Hatred for Tilapia

Damn, buddy; congratulations! ' '

In response to an image of a

dead-bloody-spike .

Congratulations.

BackWards

Images of

Distant mountain-valleyys

--WhereIsMy- Funeral parlay ?

I like you,

I always will.

Forever-ever-ever . !

I was only kidding.

Don't be such a way.

I'm annoyed already-

Ah! And here you go!

Eyes touch

DaWns-LiGhT-T

With vigor like

The lions ROaR -

Intimidation PeaKs On

MOuntain Tops like

Jon Jones

Intimidates from

The Ground

UP.

Your torturous boredom is comedic to me.

No need to upset you.

I have already done so

To my self.

The world annoys me so -

Annoys me more

Than truly anything

, Anyone ,

Can do to me.

Fuck it all. Let it burn.

In all honesty,

The General Mechanics

Of the Universe are

Probably

Incoherently

Incorrect

To a grand

Scheme

Of things.

In all honesty.

BizaRRR.e

Feeling that

...I'll awaKen.n.

Early.

Early, with God.

Bizarre feeling.

He wants me for something

G rand.

Great t.

CLEANSE

THY SOUL

BEFORE SUPPER .

(god has a meal planned)

God

Wants me

Too night

I will meet him

To night

…

I am ready for my mission,

Sir

Yessir .

Anything for th e Almighty .

Love beyond

Lilies and lilacs .

Devine

We will never find it;

More fun to imagine it, anyway.

I don't get opportunities

I get lied to

Go TTa

PI s s .

Smell like . . .

Pi ZZa. OR

C OO ki.e. s s . ?

Pisz lik

Clea r. R.

Ye LL.oW .

Good..good.

Flowers

And Lilacs -

Mathematics

To the great beyond

You are

Awesome-awesome-awesome

beyond compare

You are my equation.

Awesome³

Dinosaurs

Dig Deep trenches

In my sandbox …

I see Pigeons fly

Into time-traveling windows…

Once more, I must say, my

Imagination

Does

Not

Compare to your s. (Think better of me.

Panda bears

Fold laundry

In the midnight

Forest of the great

Beyond.

" I am lost in my mind.

"

Inglorious Inclinations

Spread like the buzz ing

Of the lively

h o ne y. . b e e .

B

U

Z. Z. Z

Buzz

B u z. Z z. Z

Rains taps

On glass O'

Infinite finite

Miracles.

Life. Life. Life.

. Could move me to tears,

But it's already raining .

What's the use ?

Even

Inanimate objects

Let me d o wn

Bad

BA d

BA d.d

Everythings.

Bad every thing s.

In the swamps

Of God's

Least favorite .

I float her.e

In thy infinit.e

'Finite

Green.e. Wa.ters.