Blackness
My brain is the only thing left to die.
It must yield to the black emptiness.
It must be absorbed, sponge-like, into the
decaying stew of the rest of my life.
The tiniest spark of electricity might keep me
vivid for a moment more.
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Various Writings
Here is a collection of snippets of writing that I creeated between 2014 and 2017. Lots of poetry, a couple of what could be intros to a short story ("Barney", [[writings/lazily-slapping-the-snare-drum|"Lazily Slapping
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