algernon bongwater

hayden. white transfeminine college student. aka bedangeroustogether. this blog is so i can shitpost dank music

The world ended and no one noticed
generations defined by
clumsy steel assemblages,
transit in parallel lines
large print and heavy contrast
clear demarcations between
work and rest, city and the wild
an unquestioned present and future
dissipated like smoke from the
last breathing tower in the industrial park
and the new real moves
less like a conveyor belt
and more like a forest fire
hungrier than ever
and unconstrained by linearity
containing and consuming
any permanent answer
to questions like “where are we?”
now contradictions mean a way to keep moving
and movement is as vital to bloom
as it is to sharks
as it is to moloch,
who is practicing frantic circulation and reproduction
to cover his exposed organs
but proliferating arteries
that need only to be clogged and slit and cauterized
to show that the hydra of the new century
is no more immortal than the last

gave myself a nice shave before work today and i feel like i look pretty androgynous

gave myself a nice shave before work today and i feel like i look pretty androgynous

found a bunch of throwback poems on the old family computer and i liked em a lot more than i expected to. i should really write more often than i do.