you're poking holes in heaven. leaving a piece of momo in each dimension. what a long and strange trip. how strange and long have i been gone on this road that goes every place. the road that knows, that makes. all directions.
Poking holes is exactly the criminal behaviour I’m charged with - dispersing in all directions to make it harder to catch me. On the run. Thanks pen n. x
This left me stunned. Every line feels dangerous and deliberate, like chaos handled by someone with perfect control. So intense, so vivid, so unapologetically alive. I’m honestly amazed by how strong every line is.
This is blistering. The way you map the scorched route of the body is so perfectly visceral.
spine.iron-straight(with.please)
I love this part because it captures that sharp physical tension between structural pride and complete surrender. Moty, I’m always stunned by your pieces. The way you write keeps me on my toes
Background story: Route 50 is the least preferred, not much goes on along its stretch. On the plus side, there’s no traffic like on Route 66. Sending love🖤
The tire ruts in my mind appreciate your talent. Spinning out on your words and finding the freedom in the way you write to gain traction. You’re so talented.
(God / Monster)
Death is en vie.
Living burns.
The road bends-
becomes the car.
(Heaven: a drug.)
addicted.to(heaven);
blind.eye(on.fire);
bend.me(down);
en.vie;
I was trying to choose a line or lines to quote MoTy, and I can't. I would need to quote the whole thing.
Thrown in the back of a Cadillac, driving across the Arizona desert with nothing but a cigarette to keep me going.
Whisked away, with not a single word uneeded.
Stunning.
Ride or die. Thank you so much Mark x
Eaxctly!
Your poetry is so original, and evokes imagery like a series of vignettes. ✨👏
So glad you like it @Luna M Hiraya 💫 . Thank you so much x
This reads delciously like a GPS rerouting through a nervous system.
Quite the ride for someone who just pleased insanity. Thank you @Jaap STIJL
you're poking holes in heaven. leaving a piece of momo in each dimension. what a long and strange trip. how strange and long have i been gone on this road that goes every place. the road that knows, that makes. all directions.
Poking holes is exactly the criminal behaviour I’m charged with - dispersing in all directions to make it harder to catch me. On the run. Thanks pen n. x
I needed this surgical poetry, autopsy of my survival brain.
I’m glad the surgery went well. Will keep the autopsy room open, just in case. Thanks for reading @Sissitrix
Thank you Dr MoTy.
This left me stunned. Every line feels dangerous and deliberate, like chaos handled by someone with perfect control. So intense, so vivid, so unapologetically alive. I’m honestly amazed by how strong every line is.
I’m deeply flattered and grateful. Sending all the love right back to you Chihiro x
You stole me! Nice!
Beautifullll the beginning has a great hook!
Thank you so much @Soulhunting. Sending love x
... a bit of stream of consciousness ? or am I wrong ?
... creates a strange sensation still ... haunting ... loitering ... smoking ... dew ... 🦋
You’re not wrong at all. It’s a rebellion against 3D limits. Thank you for reading so deeply André x
In motion, a road that is a corridor and not freedom. Control and decay at the threshold of escape.
Always waiting for your take Gan. You’re absolutely right about the threshold. Thank you x
This is blistering. The way you map the scorched route of the body is so perfectly visceral.
spine.iron-straight(with.please)
I love this part because it captures that sharp physical tension between structural pride and complete surrender. Moty, I’m always stunned by your pieces. The way you write keeps me on my toes
Background story: Route 50 is the least preferred, not much goes on along its stretch. On the plus side, there’s no traffic like on Route 66. Sending love🖤
I love that. It adds such a lonely, cinematic layer to the whole thing. Thank you for sharing that bit of history with me 🖤
Yesss always something so edgy about that punctuation. Love the structure and theme of this one
Yeees, glad you liked it. Thank you x
wet.asphalt(queen.size); 🖤🖤🖤
Oh, Travis, you’re here with hearts and everything. Right back at you x
Another compelling narrative composed of nerve endings
Nerve ending me thank you so much Ray x
The tire ruts in my mind appreciate your talent. Spinning out on your words and finding the freedom in the way you write to gain traction. You’re so talented.
omg, you just cracked the message: freedom in containment. Awesome.
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