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︎︎︎ Sam Cooke
︎ Feb 16, 2026
If you have lost hope
you have come to the right place
Heat mirage generated
by refusal to be victim
Fantasy of double homicide
as reparative bonding
Failed amputation
as proof of devotion
I built my basement
when I was a teen
Now I fill it with
phosphorus snow
phonics sorrow
eczema sunshine
Dehydrated halfwit
crawls through the cancer of me
Liar I used to be
drunk in my sock drawer
My greatest shame is
I empowered a bug
Cross orbweaver
with personality disorder
Not your mama’s tragedy
Not your tragedy either
Possibility of a life to call our own
vanishes like memory
from entropic mind
Twin sister and lactose angel
search for mushrooms
in the park
among crackheads
in the dark
you have come to the right place
Heat mirage generated
by refusal to be victim
Fantasy of double homicide
as reparative bonding
Failed amputation
as proof of devotion
I built my basement
when I was a teen
Now I fill it with
phosphorus snow
phonics sorrow
eczema sunshine
Dehydrated halfwit
crawls through the cancer of me
Liar I used to be
drunk in my sock drawer
My greatest shame is
I empowered a bug
Cross orbweaver
with personality disorder
Not your mama’s tragedy
Not your tragedy either
Possibility of a life to call our own
vanishes like memory
from entropic mind
Twin sister and lactose angel
search for mushrooms
in the park
among crackheads
in the dark