You Gotta Know The Industry

never use words like “love” or “heart” better

to think they don’t exist and you along with with them

we already (don’t) know what love is and we’ve (not)

known forever

remove “the” and “of” whenever possible you’re not dic-

tating thoughts you’re 

bewitching me i don’t want to see your cunt i want

the shadow’s undercurve writing is the math 

of where you have and haven’t been join the philosophers

and musicians who hold time in their beard-

stained lager you’ll never get paid and no one will read it

when they haul your stinking body off

with wet scraps of food to clear the streets

at least you were doing what you love