I'M THE MONKEY, TYPEWRITER OR NOT.

i couldn't walk a straight line right now, (a hiccup sends me reeling), but i believe in the future of nothing. i believe in the utmost, irredeemable solemn promise of all time. the idea that no one is listening. that you're a wreck and incapable, forever, a cripple even in your imagination. since life informs us all. and life is nothing, not even the faint i've been having lately. i just want to say: fuck you. and if we love, you'll know what i mean. (death is easy and necessary and ordinary, which is why no one wants any part in it.) Published May 11th, 2020 on her Neutral Spaces blog.