BlogHide Resteemsluntscurios (25)in poetry • 6 years agoI got lost looking for humansCome down this little flow with me, Trickster. Where did we hide those interesting questions? Not where you ask what's my excuse, where's the proof of my good deeds? There's no callous on my…luntscurios (25)in poem • 6 years agoThe Politics of Tampon RemovalCasual art space. Speak softly out there, you can yell your little texta tip off in the cubicle of the freedom fighter. Name your rapist. Explore your depression. (There's a number for that)…luntscurios (25)in poem • 6 years agoreally deep thoughtsyou dream of life as an academic d o r o b o t s d r e a m o f e l e c t r i c s h e e p ? because in that space it is safe to t h i n k r e a l l y d e e p t h o u g h t s imagine your…luntscurios (25)in poem • 6 years agoAll paths lead to isolationGravity - point one: sure, metaphysical poet, light as a cup of tea unbearable to me. I live here too, you know. Grave When they bury Me You come too (gratuitous concrete shoe) Gravel…