Textual DériveThe Kinetic Phonetics of a Terminal Fool
These are the writings of Savage Henry Lee, known to many as "that guy" or "him" or "y'know". I am... maybe a poet, maybe a loser. Either way, a perpetual happening. ØØØ
I live, I breathe, I write. I feel a need to share my writing with the world. I don't know why, but it just feels better that way. It's a process. XXX
Despite all my rage, I am still just a word on a page.
On The Side
You got lost, and I got found. You drifted off to where nobody was, and I wandered into a beam of light that illuminated all my wrong-doings.
You know what would be nice, would be your arms around me, your voice in my ear. I’d like to have a clever idea, and a space to unleash it into.
When it comes crashing in, I feel like an astronaut abandoned in space. Their friendship has me off and running, but always in the wrong direction.
I swallow her bullets, and start running.
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