ALLISON SCHULNIK

im fucked

how can i sense a desire
that is falsifly declared
im no longer feeling
the dreams and sparkling stares
the soft sweet kiss
that is buttered in spit
i want only to love you
like life to the sun
but nothing is like something
when all you ever wanted
was none

so give me the empty
the blank and distaste
the salty no good
and bittersoaked waste

(how about the earthquakes
they are natural fuck-makes
ill give you the reason
to fuck what you take)

repeater on repeat

feeling like a morning breezy freeze
grabbed me
put a chill in my knees

crash on my bed,
and caused mad rush
spun dreams in my head

i hear the gust like waves
beating the shore
i changed

let pullys pull me
the seas’ strengths
and supremicies

butt marks stained grass
as i stand
and scratch my ass

this is what i look like by myself, with no lighter, and a bowl of weed

getting high to create what i cannot see or understand

art forms and dissolves

god damnit,

im crawling alone into corners of my own

i will never be able to do what i want

and the worst feeling is that i am wasting all this time,

buying cheetah furs and clipping my money to boners and weed

“if i were a person, i would never want to be alone” said neptune