want them out

Posted on February 28, 2026 by istsfor manity

eyeless and unctuous

take my eyes
i want them out

the colors blanched
it all went soft monsters
everything i saw lost its definition

there is nothing worth seeing in this world now

What I’m Reading:

I bathed in a bathtub full of full- 
fat milk and never felt more a monster.

—Mary-Alice Daniel / “Ancestor Syndrome”

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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