screaming at low volumes
last night i pounded nails through my penis. the blood and banana mush mixed together like a bleeding pussy sick from too much drinking. it was hard to position the banana just so that my penis was able to lay on top of it before the nails went through, but I did it, and the … Read moreQuiet Nights
were i to allow you to suffer at the cost of your soul, i would have learned nothing of the minor suffering payed out from my soul. you mustn’t change a thing, not a thing at all. you must simply keep going! this doldrum of ambition from waiting and waiting is over – you are … Read moredancing on water
panic set of variables dreamt 2 hours out distance to accurate panic set of variables read in from existent pasts velocity increases proportionally
go with my breath out into the trickery of men now that your tears have been fully corrupted. we found our space and were always never disappointed though our creativity was never always emancipated. it’s true i let fear rule me, i see it has crept into you; it was so beautiful when we knew … Read moreuntitled
there’s always a should have, and i either shouldn’t or should have. it seems we are always doing things we should or shouldn’t do. isn’t there a middle ground, where it’s not a place to judge should or shouldn’t have? I would enjoy meeting you there.
the genius has always been insane; made that way by a world that only understands patterns of normalcy. while they crawl across floors digging nails into flesh slowly dying from a lack of understanding, they’ve always understood the sadness of the masses and the brutes and beasts with their treacherous tendencies to betray even themselves. … Read moreuntitled
there is a place we call neutral.seeking refuge, we went and askedwhere upon, we were told,“acceptance destroys neutrality”and though we stayed, we knewno being, beast or flower,would ever be loved there.love can not be neutralwhile it sideswith killers and the killed.And not loving can side with nothing,refusing the killer and the killeduntil everything dies of … Read moreChocolate Knives
all night and all day, the sun refused me until I stole the moon and raped her; OH, then that bitch, the sun, couldn’t ignore me. following me around, shining on me screaming my name to the crowds of people, they looking like cows in a field, filled with bewilderment – but I knew. I … Read moreThat Ridiculous Night
war sweet war, blood upon sweat, dripping into my mouth, war, oh sweet, war, come and declare yourself to me! hidden behind your bullets, balls of steel, lead (and depleted uranium), piss upon me and declare me Your whore… oh, war, sweet war! How the children admire you, each death a trophy, each injury a … Read morewar sweet war
waiting on the fire to burn me to the bone, waiting on the message that comes out the god damned phone, waiting on an airplane to bring me back my love, waiting on a god to exist to take me high above, waiting on the dreams to come from somewhere else, waiting on a cold … Read moreWaiting