Posted in eavesdrop, Poetry

aurora boreality


Have you seen the Northern Lights, dude?

I swear I was frozen in place for at least six days while it reassembled everything I thought I knew about being a human being.

It made me question why I got so much pleasure focused on trivial things like, outdated notions of discipline and dietary needs.

I wouldn’t go so far as to say I’m humble now, but when I wake up in the morning, I no longer worry about who’s going to love me, leave me, take everything of value that I’ve got—I’m sure they’ve got an app for that these days.

I’ll let the computers worry about that.

That way I can work on more noble pursuits, like fucking with the government and all that good feminist shit.




Trying to find the right words.

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