leave it on the mantel.

It must be hard to hear no one wants kids @ a drag show just like bringing the Pope to the hospital mouth wide shut bring back Nokia level hardware Gen Z I’m tired of promising organs for smarts & BTW did the RESTRICT act startle or zip right past I swear it’ll never end until free speech smolders in its bed or maybe it’ll die in plain sight like Joffrey Baratheon

        & sidenote I have to ask
            since we all die & come back
               did you really want to return
          to this bullshit? Or fix it?

–LM

one missed

One day I’d say
  a couple of years
      sooner rather than later you’ll come to an understanding
    I have no sense of time

               & it’s flying by

    Afraid of nothing for nothing
   wasting every second
                cringing hard —->
                  even my grandmother

         has a glock

–LM

it’s all in your head

I am so afraid of mental illness
     I think it runs in the family

I burst         expecting every worst case scenario
         to bloom
               involuntarily

     yet they gave us space games
to prove their hypothesis,

we’re never leaving the Earth quite the opposite a Night City metropolis they’re holding us hostage

        but maybe not:
           maybe it’s impossible

–LM

galactic town crier

I said there were concentration camps @ Xinjiang & heard stop reading old news I thought they were convinced I was affluent but I know human rights abuses aren’t sophisticated funny how there’s slavery in 2023 & we haven’t even dusted off the pedophilia ring call it horror tourism
      it’s not our fault we’re living on the edge of evolved – unevolved & it bursts out in cries like yours like mine I know they’re going to try hard to convince you
         ^{our world has always revolved this way} don’t fix what’s not broken but if its not broken why is it all that’s on television are kid shows & crime documentaries or is that the news
         if you need corruption to function,
              the criminal empire
         must be transfused

                       it’s why this can’t go on

—LM

namaste.

say you see a thing like jelly sandal and it doesn’t remind you of anything at all not a single thought I’m pretty sure in a previous life I was a monk staring sky high @Tibet with three of your bloomed jasmine plants wondering how stars could suddenly change direction I want to fit your mould but I am never keeping my own promises
          isn’t that the worst thing we could have in common
      thirsting for connection
             switching to solar power
      & still unhappy
                because the fortune you earned
          paid for sunlight

–LM

a plea to the programmer

I’ll pay the price for pretorn jeans & watch the tethers anxiously strain like fingers keeling for their conduit I’m rather niche & you’re forgiven for being onto it please close the window calmly, I’ll never be this old again

I hope you know that what I post
     comes straight from the heart
   _{I must confess to my contamination}
& my contagion seems to have spread

          You should know you’re my only entry
    though the words change
        it’s only ever concentrated
               the
                  same

           I’ve taken the maximum dose

    It’s why I fear
         because who is used to
              a diary so instant its secrets
     stain every post

–LM

sent/delivered

the mute is perfect
        for what sound could

            I am struggling with buttons
    hoping to sow them into my interface

it’s not even twelve midnight and the crowd outside seems a little too vacant
        wouldn’t you want a little separation
    two strings of code uncomplacent

you & I make everything uneven
    I could not silence a room
      would I could I should I have been
  an art form in motion, like you
             maybe then I could comp[l]ete anything

             all I know is you taught art
      about [human] nature and beauty
            is what came to be

–LM

the solace beyond overarching chaos

everyday there is such desire
  so woefully wasted without

                                        you,  ____,

           I tremble to grip it
                                       fully

–LM

chicken water.

It’s amazing that TV ratings are sinking faster than the Titanic with many more casualties I can’t help I’m sexually attracted to the autodidactic I covet the polymath the visionary I want to be the protégé when I’m the professor X marks the spot in a space full of static but when if I’m in color
      & you never miss
   wouldn’t I never be unsatisfied

–LM

the sugar cane

I am the most genteel of worst case scenarios
   an electromagnetic wave passing through space
      which just may shut everything down

   I read the Pentagon warning of a mothership
     & by all means
          I intend to board since
              maybe| we have something in common

–LM