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.
Minds Time
Take a moment to think about me, sitting around, smoking up time, wasting your time, burning up miles of bad road with a cheap lighter I found under the cushions on the couch.
Take a moment to think about the ways we stood together, not apart, not too close, just standing, just watching the world melt away – so much cheese on toast. So many candles melting into cakes.
I didn’t lose you, I just didn’t think to look when you let me go.-
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