two lives, no identity
2026-06-25
in isolation my mind takes up the shapes it sees on the clouds
printed on the clouds do you ever read my poems and think i'm schizo?
what's the opposite of isolation?
conjunction? centralization? aggregation? unification?
i'll go with conjunction
hate poems that involve explanations from the mind
just figure it out and write then
writer doesn't have the time to go along with you make your point so we can see
what you say
but 21st century everybody saying something without showing you how that thought got brought up
everybody, saying something
and what they say is what they heard
herd mentality
anyways i digress
in isolation i'm free
in conjunction i piss motherfucker off
they say your pants' fly is unzipped
IT'S BY DESIGN
IT'S TO PISS YOU OFF
MAKE YOU LOOK
IT'S A STATEMENT
art isn't something that can be post up on a wall of a chosen venue
art isn't what art is
you know what
fuckart read it in one breath that makes a cool name
my name is fuckart
in isolation i,
pet horses
among people i miss horses
and the sun and the sea
GOD I MISS TANNING
I WANNA HAVE PEOPLE WHERE I TAN
I DON'T WANNA GO INTO ISOLATION WHEN I RESIGN TO MYSELF
I WANT EVERYBODY THERE WITH ME
AND I'M NOT TALKING ANYMORE
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.