red vycous 1
the first in the "red vycous" zine series
the first in the "red vycous" zine series
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red, vycous,,,
1
t.e.ad.
i am sorry i did not
text u back there are
goblins living in my
fingertips and every
time i type, the
surface of the screen
tickles them and their
chuckles disturb me
so
2:15pm 2020-04-12
if there is one single
thing in this world
that can skin me
alive w ease it is:
sun thru the open
window
2:08pm 2020-04-12
i am not an
emotional cockroach;
i want to drown
pathetically in
anguish and have it
be delicious n arise
again never
forgetting the taste of
it. yum
2:07pm 2020-04-12
every night i do the
same thing in lieu of
sleeping; i move
items from my online
ikea shopping list
entitled “essentials”
to my other online
ikea shopping list
entitled “wants”,
both carefully curated,
every decision a throe
this virtual dance
every night because
understanding the
limits of a necessity
is impossible; every
venn diagram is a
lie, nothing is the
same as anything
n neither is it
parallel, it is on the
ground and it is
in the air and it
falls again differently
2:04pm 2020-04-12
wishing to be a frog,
wishing to be a frog
wishing to be a frog
resting on a lily pad.
mayhaps i take a nap
1:50pm 2020-04-12
my entire existence
is a hangover and the
dep within my
universe mind is all
out of glacer cherry
gatorade
1:49pm 2020-04-12
if u think abt it,
this is the desert of
the real and it appears
as tho u are
not a desert dwelling
creature;; the desert
does not care
1:28pm 2020-04-12
at the advice of a
doctor in 2018, i
recorded all the food
i ate n detailed
my daily bowel
movmnts for 133
days; it brings me
great joy toimagine
that 1 day when i
have tragically died
a famous essayist/
poet, a twitter
bot will be releasing
those entries to a
captivated audience
1:45pm 2020-04-12
big thought big
feeling only one of
each though
we are at capacity
1:27pm 2020-04-12
wish i could open up
my rib cage w my
bare hands
1:25pm 2020-04-12
wanting does not
stop at the skin;
nothing stops at the
skin because the air
is made of sinew u
have just gotten very
good at pretending it
isn’t there
1:23pm 2020-04-12
i mean really at
the end of the day,
in all honesty, the
thing is it just all
comes down to
basically
ultimately the pure
nugget of simple
truth of the matter,
the crux of the
issue the very life
blood ofwhat
is being conveyed
concealing none
honoring all points
rlly all it is is
1:33pm 2020-04-12
breeding of an
unabashed heart;;
2:20pm 2020-04-
12
t is a poet (Classification:
freak) living in Abandoned
Sector 369. their favorite activities
are rummaging, dubiously
smelling the air for
arsine, and chewing string
like bubble gum. their works
can be found nowhere please
dont go looking