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I’m here, I think. Founder of Black & Chrome Media
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Mamba
• 22 reads

Entropy

I am a slave to angels

and to the dust that scatters

over open highways

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Mamba
• 65 reads

Omnipotent

I stretch my bones across canvas

to block the algorithm

I am never now

sped away to neon light

I know no animal

alive inside of the machine

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Mamba
• 43 reads

Mortality

The days here are long and silent

Light immune to distinction

Death crawls dark between walls

Flies gather

Hours drip and attach to guilt

Fettered and unwavering

The death of night

air bends upon skin

Nudity pale

The earth wise and indifferent

Dogs at cold feet

They know no human frame

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Mamba
• 64 reads

Death is a vacuum

Black sea

Insomnia

I do not exist

I have never existed

Though they say they know me

I was never here

blood rain

blue eyes

blue moonlight

The moth

The mouth

The bruise

Forever ticking clockwise

Segments

Scattered

Strange

Fractions of your smile

Every moment here

an effort to remain

Forgotten

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Mamba
• 91 reads

Snake skin

Take

With two hands

All that is hollow

With acid rejection

Swallow the black

Reveal the void

Feel your soul sweat

Your pulse thicken

As your mind fractures

The sound of grace

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Cover image for post Time matters of the mad, by Mamba
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Mamba in Stream of Consciousness
• 226 reads

Time matters of the mad

It was first the taste of tangerine

then cinnamon upon my tongue

the burn of nicotine and tequila

dog breath and bare feet

concrete heat

laughter between a page

thick splinters on a broken finger

Awake in a hand me down sweater

Playing Russian roulette

with black helicopters

iron strings that sting the tongue

whips and hot kisses

petty pricks an inch away

Nowhere is fast as nothing

Riddles reveal solitude

As a synapse fires and

slowly collapses on

pistol nightstands

made of splintered wood

Sunday and you set fire to time

dance on your grave at sunrise

no motion between emotion

forge a stone photo

fuck memory

Naked only to

recapture your heartbeat

phones ring in

empty rooms

with no answers

I️ follow fire trucks

with bare feet just

to catch a glimpse

of your death

Now a fraud in all future events

Hatred blasts

audible

sound waves

reverberations

nauseating

if lucky

we were

once a hero

to one another

That ring of keys

hang on an empty lock

Indifference

luxury

sharp fangs

that feel

helpless

venom

all the way

to the bank

Give freely

responsible gypsy

this planet now an

earthquake playground

fueled by fire and night

strong mind

body tight

drink

Look for you

until my eyes

turn black

walk with your

blood stained shirt

Touch the stains

while the world sleeps

You

underground

better in dreams

enough to wander

close enough to point

to this strange

map of time

Land lost

Feet slip on desert sand

start again

coffee and no nicotine

Record skips

Rewinds

Replays

Erases

Reality

untethered

fickle friends

grip cold sheets

flat alleys curl

against my soft body

a fly falls into a cold

cup of water

force a smile

Ruined and needed

dry lips and skin

sleep quick

mummified

good chance

that I am dead

In this world

no other me

Beneath

This truth

force a solid grin

as the world crumbles

from beneath my feet

stand with weak knees

Delusional contortionist

Painting walls neon white

Running over speed bumps

Hoping over scotch

remember

who we were

before we were

Gravity sweet friend

Hold me down

As I sleep

Never staying

Never straying

Never asking

simplicity

completely

complicated

Your laughter still

soft in my belly

and all that matters

is matter and time

and not even that

is enough to appease

the truth that you are dead.

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Mamba
• 277 reads

Swing

My suitcase rattles

I walk fast

Heavy

Filled with bones and metal

Gold and Cowry shells

My heels grip

Legs shift

Hair to brush soft

the back of my ass

Moving with me

Pushing faster

Momentum of fate

To the playground

Bend my knee and swing higher

Point my toes to cut the wind

Anticipating the jump

Face first into the sandbox

Black hair tangles the wire

Nose breaks

Lips locked in iron

Memories shift to the taste

of blood and sand

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Cover image for post Stitch Kitten, by Mamba
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Mamba in Philosophy
• 245 reads

Stitch Kitten

Reptile belly

on concrete

running

This is an equivalent

A solid equation

no wrong turn

no flat alley

burst into nowhere

rebuild

bend the fabric of time

with only mind

a mad and separate spirit

Remember

How you forget

Sirens

Close enough to care

grab them

cup the ear

they are there

These moments

lean North

killing sheep

with the open

palm of my hand

Heavy

with broken

white birds

smooth desert heat

taste of salt on skin

ocean closer now

Let the horse ride

wild

Let it save the mountain

with its crisp tips

Move in silence

As the wind slides

between your thighs

against hot rock

on dirt paths

Fists on metal

bones break for

this beautiful equation

Trample the masses

for one simple truth

Laughter

as they weep

steaming breath

beaten by honor

Form forgiveness

The path

Open

moving in pixels

of iridescent blue

Look down

crack cement

with my thoughts

blown

to bits by the chance

to know

truth

Mistakes demolished

The strong know

truth by

counting colors

Move tile and divide

Sleep to fractured noise

Blink and wait

Agent

knowledge

It will come stay

Eyes slit

heavy

hot blue flame

melt the seal

This day is

complete

Shake away

strangers

morph into

soft skin

flesh

gold with honor

soft brick

fixed under a long

black porch

an empty suitcase

cardboard box

pour gasoline

and wait

snap

and flick

the match

to burn away slowly

all notions of safety

be brave

then

walk fragile

and tall

into the fire.

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Mamba in Stream of Consciousness
• 230 reads

Alpha

Her hair

hung yellow

stung

by honey bees

Lips swollen

Forgotten stamped

in red

on her forehead

Black bike

heavyweight

with her

two pound pup

She stood beautiful

flaunting her

young death

I envy her

homeless

high

careless

Nectar pouring from

her purple eye

Her hands

powder blue

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Mamba in Stream of Consciousness
• 195 reads

Studio

I wanted this

Heavy metal wall

Sharp splintered cell

The hot sweet smell

of sex and blossom

Black blank hallway

Ready to be blushed

knocked and bruised

by the intimacy of art.

Swift and naked

Bare to the crowd

I saw it all

As it is

Aware

Actively

I am here

Ink on every form

Not for money

Not glory

Only to grip a solid place in time

Mine alone

Mine to die

Laughing as I fall

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