poem: venus in a dirty bedroom

why is it so hard to sit down & work! but the logician goes mad faster than the poet,the logician wants to fit heaven into his head. i believe i read that on twitter, sitting alsoin a cafe in tight yoga pants. and my cute little ass! can you really call mean incel with an…

poem: savior complex on 4chan

i dreamed we fucked inside my dms -- no better than that i dreamed you crawled next to me and held me. when i open up my laptop i think, here!and now! he has finally come for me (cognition error) i am languishing sexless in the tower with the algorithm fucking me, like weare in…