put on your gold ring, old king
2026-05-28
my sentences could read better
not my sentences itself but cluster of sentences
CLUSTERFUCK DONT SAY CLUSTERFUCK
and don't get at me for writing continuously
it's either that or sunbathe
i haven't even brushed my teeth yet
let go of your hand stop holding,
let go of what you're withholding.
put on the blindfolding and stop controlling,
this image may be revolting.
put on your gold ring, old king,
let's get to balling.
how do you want to read?
poems can unravel themselves as you read, line by line, at a considered pace — or just sit there, fully visible, like normal.
change this anytime — look for “reading: …” near the top of any poem.