writing this all down so that I can burn it later

Poem I wrote in 2014

the guy you’re seeing would never ring both Bells of Awakening, opening the gates and giving him entry into Sen's Fortress….but I would

good morning from the angels

By Roberto Ferri

pine so hard you turn into a tree

your honor I am foaming at the mouth

u know I am the dog of love

I think I’m losing my spark I need to do drugs in a field somewhere and steal somr native plants

to whom it may concern

I wish weaponized incompetence made me hard. life would be soooo good

I had a dream that an instagram influencer drug me into some sort of hellish pit toward like a dark souls fog wall

the way Freud should study you

Me and my droogs were at the milkbar drinking me milk-plus when suddenly they just start ultra-beating the shit out of me

some of you woukd die in this situation

I love when I am sick with the woes of the undying world