By: Kasey Mangold

The  monkey said to his master, “Give me a synonym for symbolism. Find a symbol in that.

The master replied to his pet, as if he’d not spoken, “The alphabet cartwheels strategically through my veins. I must eject my blood and inject the page. With colors. But all that goes in is my selfishness. I cannot commit my minutes to another character who exists nowhere but in the mind!”

Monkey: Exists no where but. But: synonym- except! Therefore if it didn’t exist it simply wouldn’t exist. But it does.

Master: Exactly my good friend! Why let it evolve into some existence having dialogue with others? How could I live myself if I were some creator of life?

Monkey: Yes, and all you need is a pen, paper, and things running around in your head.

Master: You’re right, indeed! I should just write the damn thing. We all end up in the hospital sooner or later.

People don’t drink during the day because there’s nowhere to go but bed. Unless you write.

callistobiscuits:

behind you is violet
light and humming
and nothing else

seen from the corner of
my eye as i look away from you
at a fifty-three degree angle
head tilted slightly
face saying nothing

you are talking at someone and
behind you is
dying

I LOVE rejection letters. They make me feel like I’m doing something opposed to nothing. Only a few thousand more before I get a congratulations.

By: Kasey Mangold

This yard is spotted with
muddy wax heads and signs.
Where do you suppose
the wax bodies are?
The signs say I must pay
five dollars to see the display.
Why do you think
anyone would pay
any money to see
a few fake faces? 
You surely wouldn’t
but,
I find a reason
to stay.
Why is it, do you think, that
all of these wax heads
go unnoticed
in the middle of day?

 By: Kasey Mangold

age has eaten me
rolled me into a cigar
smoked me to the bone

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my thoughts used to be
poetry now my poems
are thoughtless victims
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step into the scene
of an iPainting that roars
at bored onlookers
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these boy filled hallways
belong in closets with me
I’m tired of him
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vegetables run
fast down my vegan gullet
avoiding meat breath
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