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Ein Soph
Ein Soph 14 Jun 2013 Tag: Futility

A check, please

The doc says, as he records services rendered, that I need to quit drinking because the pain in my gut… is my pancreas dying. And I should quit smoking because this wheeze isn’t going away. He says I can look like a million bucks, for my age, but if I’m bankrupt inside......

Ein Soph
Ein Soph 11 May 2012 Tag: Futility

A where words go to die

She drips secrets, watering my world with silence, with kisses of cannots and caresses of never-tells; I push suspiciously dead-lettered daisies up from my soiled trustation… and she dampens me under her growing split conspiracy, widening each night with a plump crescent...

Ein Soph
Ein Soph 20 Sep 2011 Tag: Futility

A no theme song

This bent and creased diary What has become of me… Tucked away in a broken music box filled with dried petals and tarnished bubblegum trinkets, broken crayons and unpassed notes all rattling around, fragile bones of once-life, remnants under loosed skin, overflowing pages, spilling...

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