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


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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