i ate my
last pretzel
today

Asuguo

boasting about his knowledge
of the incredibly science
of bulletholes in paper

Asuguo

seven years in prison
obviously didn't
jump start his career

Asuguo

the wind blows
the marrow
out of my bones

Asuguo

a cache a day
is easier than
a photo a day

Asuguo

a savings account
is a weird way
to lose money

Asuguo

she's the living proof that
there's no limit to mismatching
colors one can wear

Asuguo

the machine
isn't
fiction anymore

Asuguo

let's set the world
on fire, so we can
go back to sleep

Asuguo

sometimes my
talents are incomprehensible
even to me

Asuguo