Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to grow...


Aaron Asphar

prison prisoner

rolling home
to a mocking hell
of needing always
always envying
needled insides
noisy headedness
watch this cruel world slough off a sticky life

an abortive state
it walks bloodless
no real danger
pretty genderless
no real danger
danger danger
no metronome
no warning tone
crack this empty head
crack the emptiness
crack crack crack

flood with evil
swing lazily
linger painfully
kill the prison guard
kill the prisoner
prison prisoner Kill Kill


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