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Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Lxnnnie Rutledzh

Goddamn It

I have a canker sore
from some dirty whore
that I kissed before
so long ago
when I used to be pure.
 
It returns unsung
now and then
when I bite my tongue
to remind me again
that I used to be young
and how dirty I am.

(2013)

#Dirty #GrossStupid

Altre opere di Lxnnnie Rutledzh...
March of the Womping Shitheads

Here they fucking come. For Christ’s sake, of course. Who else would they cum for? Licking their cellphone pops and walking into each other
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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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Solace

Sinking yet rising with mighty suspension impeccable snowflake of
Three Going on Four

Raising light and reversing diffid… Proves a puzzling endeavor in nobl… Its compulsive plume wafts over th… Laid low and beholden to rebellion… Show me your values! Your colors…
Homogeny

As in The ice petals of an orchid challenging an entire glacier comprised of all that enchanted the very same seed from which
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The Fuck in Which They Gave

(The whole point to why he did it, Was not that he gave a fuck— But rather, To explicate the fuck in which he… He said….
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Teenage Irrevelations

“How do you say ‘I must’ in Angel… Oh yeah, you don’t. It’s just ins… So, the deal is That I have to suffer so everyone… It’s a stupid necessity.
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
Driving

like an electron ricocheting out of orbit straight ahead— SO STRAIGHT! The horizon before me
Noise

The noise in my head is not in my… I hate to think, for it’s too hard… My universe dreams while being mis… Fighting the waves while these tra… Sorting though scabs that this atm…
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Desangrarse

They say that time heals all wounds and I will be fine, But they don’t know I’ll bleed to death—
Anodyne

Obfuscating in an empyrean cumulon… Contiguous with some rakish air wo… Fed wild through actuality; leavin… For immunity to the gods, frames…
Lavishly Apt

There is a lot more or less to this than you think. Lure into legend
Daliah’s Poltergeist

She makes a tree full of birds tha… All start chirping to themselves a… The sound remains the same but the… She’s not synchronized with the pa… Her thoughts are like rockets that…
Hair of the Dog for a Déjà Vu Hangover

I’m gonna ghost ride this experime… straight into a wormhole. I don’t know where it leads and I almost don’t care— (I was raised on hide and seek,



Alto