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WURRM

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Welcome to my poems! I hope you like them ☺︎

Politiks, amirite?

Politics Amirite? We’re here on Earth, right now. Alive. kicking. On fertile green pastures Set within an abyss of power Fear set firmly in our heart A portal to hell Marching generations through *in ya go!* Greed and desire mopping the gristle of cold sweat off the ground Power exists in a vacuum Which is […]

HAPPY GANGS THIEVING!

(Trigger warning: Money) Here we are on the conveyor belt Q4 and profits must go up.  You’ve been fighting a sweet tooth all month. The tricks are the treats.  and now it’s time to sidle up to the trough and CHOW DOWN! gobble gobble baby A treat to treat you at this time  ***you deserve […]

Piss off tim apple

Piss off Tim Apple What is your day? 24 hours? Do you eat? Ok, i hope you’re able to get a good seat. 22 hours left after four (4) 30 minute (thirty minute) food windows Ya know… Dinner, breakfast, snacky-wacky, lunchy whunchy, supper, brunch Whatever you call them The BIG 4 I be speakin’ I […]

WORM ON THE GO!

In the realm of feelings, G.U.T. stands, (G.rand U.nified T.heory) A journey through life, in diverse lands. From person to person, a change so vast, Growing each day, from first to last. Tomorrow’s the path! Always anew! Breathing since the start, like morning dew. Ceasing to be, when tomorrows fade… Yet in each moment, a […]

Epitaph

Ontologically speaking, We’re all going to die. Some point. Some time.  The incessant grapple of where and when, and how, and who(s)e? The delusion of why In a capsule all your own, you keep it at bay.  You live, you breathe.  You feign master }}}} The sine wave thickens.  A trick of the universe  A […]

Soft Red Glow

the soft red g.l.o.w the visionary known the hum of the universe to tickle to moan exhalation of bells a thousand (why not?) a chorus of Cheering chirping begat syrups breeding sweets Dancing, your feet never missing a beat the rhythm your own golden (sparkled) hymnals searing hot bellow below The flash of blood bleeding […]

The Sigh of My Thighs

The sigh of my thighs Boots clicked Leather strapped I sigh the sign of the side of my times Tender tension Necks slack Subtle feather Sucked and smacked

THE BOOK OF WURRM V.1

“The ascension of fate neither bends nor breaks.” –WURRM Pleasure and pain, the delicate strain To cleanse away the hailing rain pailing down our brains. The only experience that exists – Is the one I know Immutable until a new hue makes itself glow. (We are all not real) A singular truth An understanding of […]

We All Survive The FALL

Oh damn Nothing is free. Mother nature’s bitch. Stricken to Just. Want. To. [[[!!G!R!O!W!!!]]] To crave To desire To achieve To Fail To Learn To Grow Blossoming Glinting in the light Forced to march Father Time’s whip *crisp* Snip 1 two Tickle me too 3:33 Faster Or at least not too slow Day repeat Night […]