Poems from Journey Clark
I look at screens or smoke to dull my nature
Only sometimes do I go to nature itself
I repeat and avoid daily
Surviving at most
Only...
(TW: Language)
I.
I’ve got all this shit settled in, populating between my temples
And it comes out in movements, like all the people I...
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I.
So I guess I get a little scared
When the phone doesn’t ring like it was just waiting for me to reach a point
I guess...
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Welcome to the machine?
How about welcome to the street of need and inability, two things that should never have to be...
Sometimes psyche gets the best of you
Pulls out your tongues with red flares
And strikes you forward
It shutters you like a mule
or...