The “Alt-Right” ended the second Elena Velez unfollowed me, an event I took in my stride due to my ability to slow my heart rate down to such a low number that I am able to have surgery performed on me without the aid of anesthetic (a skill Marlon Brando taught me after I sucked his wooden cock). Now, if I told you I put Pariah the Doll in Man’s World Magazine, I’d allow you an 8-second head start before I tried to kill you. Anyone who emails me about this poem WILL hear from

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dumbstruck in the bardo enumerated lessons absent of all touch press now dumplings with a limestone tourniquet loman through the bellows sunshade on the mountain unincumbent mistles atop a stringing tire wire turning loosened window lace neon icicle attack display strips of famous layers insignia surface, dull retreat loosened April of my levers micron surface touch display the motive implied in the maple stretch of trees accosted I bend sideward delinquent tremors lemon

ok, so here i am, jayne, your existential guide