I will— believe you to death oh, wondrous one! Till no one is left under the sun.
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.
The blender of time has utilized my face as a map to find its way back home. Discombobulation
I am the living truth of a particu… Some people may still even think… As I’m passed around towns in a v… The sounds will resound for as lon… In strange civilizations the situa…
Here they fucking come. For Christ’s sake, of course. Who else would they cum for? Licking their cellphone pops and walking into each other
....And as my nicked up, nostalgia… soul gets down on its knobby knees… And prepares to transcend the igno… and dive into the whitest light...… It SCREAMS—
Oh, to dance with that morning jes… Fumbling through scenes Of disintegrating dreams, Until we arrive at a little bridge… Stopping for a moment.
“How do you say ‘I must’ in Angel… Oh yeah, you don’t. It’s just ins… So, the deal is That I have to suffer so everyone… It’s a stupid necessity.
My father had a motorcycle. It was a Triumph. Once in a while he would put me on the back and take me for rides.
Pitch-black flashback Immaculate hallucination. As I wring the sweat from my memo… Into this laceration. The only love I’ve ever had,
(In the beginning of the 3rd millennium of a simple calendar from a twisted religion on a beautiful planet
Hug my brain and kiss my eyeballs, There were no silly invisible walls. But forced I love yous
Assorted spine bones and a hundred pieces of cartilage and rivets—suspended in the thickest darkest purplest jello. Encased in a leather tube; more like trapped. Grinding and crackling ...
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...
A trillion ghosts of bugs quietly haunting this ramshackled shack. I only notice them on hollowed eves
