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Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Dusty Bark

....And as my nicked up, nostalgia-stained
soul gets down on its knobby knees—
 
 And prepares to transcend the ignorance of matter
 and dive into the whitest light....
 
It SCREAMS—
 
 Oh mighty Silence!
 
 Let me crawl deep inside this tiny detail
 so I can really feel every sparkling speck
 of its myth-ridden reality.
 
Amen, Goddamn, Good riddance....
 
 
Richard Nixon always looks like
he’s wearing a Richard Nixon mask.
 
 Go ahead, look at the footage.
 It’s fucking weird.

Other works by Lxnnnie Rutledzh...
Karma Lathe

Thrusting a screw driver through the heart of bliss, Dropping out slowly is harder than you think— A wish in the well
extended play

(a place not here nor in dreams) the devil rips up clouds like god rips up souls like people here on earth rip through telephone poles.
Follow That

It follows to say I thought what… But nothing arrived and time was n… If only the space in which I have… Came back to conquer my authored s… I might well be on my way to where
We Might As Well Be

I can’t wake up from this nightmar… from love, distrust and our desper… the loneliest creature; broken hom… what didn’t I do and what have you… sorry to inform you, you’re not th…
Tell Your Kids to Not Have Kids

Unless they want them to bake and… In the nuclear waves of this fake… To decay in a world their parents… Oh, to be young, and truly afraid. So fuck Fukushima and ignore the…
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Souldifull

I’ve crowned The Mighty Never in… For if and when are where I’ve al… To hang the Hows and crucify the… An oath I’ll take to ev’ry grave… The idlest illness in any patient;
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Sandbar

You think? Real deep. Look again. Beware of bad synergy; Your friends are on the row—
Quietus in Just

It’s a wild tourist attraction for the stoic opulent mess, Atrocity in its burning glory, joyous and omnipresent, The fire singeing my wry reaction,
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Exit

Cut me loose from this cloud of be… Poke a hole in my heart for the wo… Rip me apart from this warm suicid… I spot rats in my tunnel of trampl… O God, let me drive into the tree…
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Little Miss Giving

Death is not an option like it was when I was young, But that old familiar noose still ties a knot around my tongue… Strangling the letters
Buddha’s Sister

Dreams are escape from the undergr… I overdose and write it down— Reality comes From all around; Look at this pretty flower I’ve f…
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Flibbertigibbet

In the spirit of dire news he’s holed his old souls! Walking so hard and so long through the coals. But you cannot master fire
The Burden of All Being

I am a speaker from the inside out blaring into everything. Walking through this psychedelic slow motion
Eliminationship

As you brandish your corrosive clo… And cannons of musty dystopian dus… I’ve eyed the serpents that tangle… Determined to render my shine to r… Their sly malevolence and curious…
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Rawr

The Sun; a guillotine. With its giant convex blade of lig… Slicing through my skull Eyes first At 186,282 miles per second.



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