A Collection of Spectacles


i’m impatient. i want more than instantaneous gratification that leaves me readily when i’m finally able to grasp it.

i’m afraid of my dreams now. they always address things that i’m trying to forget yet they’re not nightmares, per se, which makes them more unpleasant. 

words aren’t explaining things enough right now. try breathing underwater for a good deal of forever. try pushing your physical self until the mind screams.

now place those sensations here    [                        ] 

you’ve done all the work. you’ve written this post for me.

i feel the worst kind of unhappiness. the feeling like you’re missing something even though you don’t know what it is you want in the first place. 

everything i do seems to garner

the same results a cacophony that keeps repeating

until i’m stuck i take a moment of reflection 

and realize i’m more vacant more

uncaring this is a horrible jarring record i’ve

strayed too far i’m worse than when i started a

cacophony that keeps repeating. 


i’m reveling in discontent. disgusting.

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