Author: bruv

I write to thrive, apparently.

late (Salvage)

A little late, don’t you think? A few years, a couple of months and several days late, my friend I’m sunken soil now I’m in too deep I’m maggot food Put your shovel down even if you dig me out, It will take more than that to scoop out my


Subject 6: Human

ultimate love? I don’t think that exists, to be honest with you.

Broken Pencils

I sketch with ferocity

write with even more
my veins draw for me
write even more
pens and pencils never break then


I don’t know how to say it back

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