youngblood

an experiment
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feel me

 
 

yeah blood?

 
 

yeah okay.

 
 

theres this endless argument about whether its better to feel intensely or not you do or you dont there is a flow or an absence of what you can let out and into your self one or the other and two sides that disagree over the details bullshit yeah nah this or that its ridiculous and youll not agree cause you headstrong simple as that.

 
 

the grass aint greener on this side its grayer monochrome blades tickling your feet and youd laugh at the sensation if youd feel but you dont you float youre above it.

 
 

i used to think i was better than the rest because i was floating proof im stupid if anything how the fuck could i believe im above because i dont let myself be dragged or driven by the world around me i live in it key word live i wasnt born to be a statue shit really?

 
 

problem is i dont know where to start yeah okay youd say its all about opening up being vulnerable all that shit group therapy accept yourself cry it out but you dont get it it means bringing down this whole regime ive constructed statue of lenin falling 1991 soviet union crashing down.

 
 

sitting alone days with no purpose and sometimes once whenever i still get that one single intense feeling and it aint anything close to fucking positive and it aint gonna benefit anyone so that’s no good.

 
 

there has to be something point a t-zero and ill be fucked if i know what it is cold war gonna gotta end but red or blue i dont know which or who or what maybe i have to lose something maybe i have to win something all i know is the current system aint working and shit has got to change and i have to be less me to be another me but still stay me.

 
 

feel me?

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