Hazy poetry

Those writing moments when the mind is in a blissful haze and lets itself seep into the words like mist as opposed to the precise pen.



There was a society of production functioning by signifiers

and desires encouraged to be selfish

it is not selfishness as the inherent traitt

then there was korean indie

and long moans of ‘all night’

and a desire rising slowly in that passage between ribs and enetring into roots of hair that falls down and tickles a chin which

I scratch

and scratch and

there was the happily, bliss lowered eyelids and teeth

grinding gently like sleep

thoughts that become existence in feeling

toes mentioned because they also also exist

there’s I guesses and I wonders and there’s

rhymes And segmentations or organizations of time

bitter bitter sweet or sour like lime


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