Good news for good evenings.

I should never have listened to
the sock puppet’s drawl.

Little not beings get tip tossed silly.
I just had a nightmare. I wish you were there.

I am sick like
a termite will smooth open knives.
Don’t roll your eyes I will roll you back cold.

It’s all a new wedding so give me my riot gear.
Ruling the world I can smell myself rot.

I am zoo kingdom bad for me.
I cannot feel the dead starting.
Read this aloud and it summons a ghost.

Watch dogs get married to loose change gravity.
I’m you and you’re no one.
All money is free.


Nate Hoil could have been great. Now he lives in the pool house of a very expensive escort. Please send him five dollars so he can follow his dreams.

Categories: Poetry

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