(2014)
#ExperienceSun #Water
Pitch-black flashback Immaculate hallucination. As I wring the sweat from my memo… Into this laceration. The only love I’ve ever had,
Raping paper and wasting ink Attempting to bag the bubbles I think, Or thunk—but I stunk or I think—that I stink—
A fathomless ideal in transient de… You impossible impostor posing for… Did you think at some millionth mi… "I don’t mind the aches that you m… No! I do! —I am not in this mess
In a matter of reincarnation and scientific facts, My anima has been automated to trade an eye for an axe. The weary way in which I wallow
Falling off the bottom of your bli… unkempt and lost like a fart in th… crucifying the dip clinging to you… kids hang their cellphone bills on… Your fridge is covered in crappy a…
the animals and bugs are my though… crawling and sliding and writhing, running and screaming everywhere in every direction—wherever they w… all at once.
Lightsaber-toothed styled liars slay the monarch of truth with denial and desire; sharp and swift—smile of fire— And all of this teething is leavin…
Oh, to dance with that morning jes… Fumbling through scenes Of disintegrating dreams, Until we arrive at a little bridge… Stopping for a moment.
Let me molder on the surface of the Earth. Leave me on dirt with dross and peace. Let the four seasons sweep over my husk. In blood crush dust and petrified grease…. A feast for my inse...
(The whole point to why he did it, Was not that he gave a fuck— But rather, To explicate the fuck in which he… He said….
The blender of time has utilized my face as a map to find its way back home. Discombobulation
I am going to dig your grave in time and someone else will be digging mine— Mortality is
I’m a professional acid caster. A fucking disaster. I feel so alive when I’m killing the american drea… They made me stand
Sidewalk prison for an innocent ro… All creatures bow to the almighty… Only the brave attempt the other s… For home is divided by the conveni… and greed of an ignorant unciviliz…
I went for a walk through the cemetery tonight. I didn’t step over the graves— I just wandered wherever. I cried. They don’t mind.