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A Broken Tombstone

4 Jun 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] When I die I want a broken tombstone,Marble, rottenwhite,With the patina and consistencyof moonlight.***When I die I want a brokentombstone,A guardian angel of glowing neonboneleaning like a petrified ghostOn the...

The Weeping Anarchist

24 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] The anarchist is weeping.The toy store issleeping;There is a madman full of dirtytreats,Wandering the trees,Pondering thestreetsIn search of the existenceOf actually Nothing. The anarchist is weeping.There is a...

A screeching tire shouts for joy

24 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] Rough trip. Also amazing. Too far and fast to count. I need fingers, singers, Stars. The ride is violently humbling And morally horrific.  Faced with the self, the self freaks out and does donuts in the parking l...

The Shamrock in Motel 6

21 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] The Shamrock in Motel 6 has been a sanctuary for mefor manyyears,But it's under newownership,and isn't a Shamrockanymore.I'm not saying I'll neverreturn,but I never wanted to be hereanyway.I'm grateful that we ar...

far gone now

21 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments karoshi31

Being a nobody. Being reduced to nothingbefore the watching eyes, an unknown figurebehind glasses, that thin shield against sight.Otherwise blindfolded. Blindsided. The words are literal, deliberate.But I am far gone now,buried in rubbish, a ghosthop...

that's almost mercy.

19 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments karoshi31

And then when the chest filled with air gasped,the heart said more pollen,more weight, more wanting,more of what poisons slowly.So then I walked and walked,endless, gray, forsaken songs were grindingagainst the inside of my skull.But what was more; t...

An Electric Graveyard

13 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] The future is an electric graveyard;A narcotic junkie Nod The future is an electric graveyard;A neonsign fromGodThe future is an electric graveyard, arusty ironCloudThe future is an electric graveyard, solarpanel...

Blue Birds to the Contrary

10 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

Zelle: [email protected] When you're walking by faith so long that you forget that you believe, That's age. Or is it? The faithlessness of the world is incredibly persistent. It soldiers on in spite of all the butterflies  And blue birds...

We light our hearts like cigarettes

7 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments Nathan Payne

"O Beauty! dost thou generatefrom Heaven or from Hell?"Charles Baudelaire   It's in our nature to idealize things. Even hell. It's in our nature to bring anger to a laugh fight, Fury to a funhouse, Tragedy in lights. We pause before the abyss To ki...

the strangers I wrote about

5 May 2026 1 minute read 0 comments karoshi31

opaque clarity, the vanity seesa hull bloodless, graspingthe scene, whether recognizablethe strangers I wrote aboutthey are meimparted, forcedthe ideas, conventions extractedthey are mecomprehended, so a dimensionof intellectual and secluded reverie...