Absurd Anti-Sonnets: A Collection.

(Archival, November 10, 2025)

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Release us as two balloons at the ends of the earth and I’ll come find you

We’ll meet again somewhere between the seagulls and trash fires

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If we were clouds

Let’s hover over to your worst enemy’s house

And we’ll hold hands as we piss on his roof

So we don’t drift apart in the wind. 

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It’s weird how much I don’t want to chuck you in a dumpster fire

Considering you’re the reason I get up every day

But then again, alarm clocks are too.

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With you, I’d love to be those last two staples that jam the stapler

Inseparable and annoys the shit out of everyone else

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I can be romantic and poetic

When I’m not being funny

Shall I compare thee to a shitty day?

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You should know that I’d let you

Chain me to the bed

Turn off all the lights

And roleplay as my sleep paralysis demon

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I’m a spinning ballerina

But in a microwave

Not a music box