There is less use for things these days
I spy on a shoe lazing after dinner,
a shirt tussling with a blanket (frankly
an equal match)
The plants uproot the cat from
its position on the couch
which in turn smiles, acknowledged by
dimples like a child’s
My hands are like books
study each other and sometimes rend
upon great strain
As if old, they creek [...]
Things
Although false, this is real. Although real, this is untrue.
Nothing is what it seems.
Went to sleep in a hazy, unfamiliar place, woke up in a temple.
Went to work on something I believed in, quit because it opposed my beliefs.
Went to the mountain because I was suffocating, came back home to get a breath
[...]
“You dont even know how to cry.”
I hate a man with a weak jaw.
The Punishment
A group of individuals devised a community which was interdependent with a small insectoid parasite. It lived in their gut and it made it impossible to eat anything but their own shit. However, the shit contained an enzyme which made them impervious to disease. It also made them mutate over time into the insectoid parasite, [...]
To Herr Dr. Eckart Tolle:
Bitch, you make me feel like I ballin’.
Pain Recalls The Past, But I Don’t Care Because It Hurts So Bad, or: Why Doesn’t Anyone Think Hemmoraging Out Of My Cock Is As Funny As I Do?
There is a red butterfly sitting in the center of my gauze
tissues claim my room, I concede
to the furthest-most corner of the bed, back to the wall
humping a pillow delicately, maneuvering blood loss
What sort of way can you describe your bleeding dick poetically?
Like a nightmare I had in an old lover’s bed:
an old room mate [...]
Sometimes it is hard to tell which voices make more sense. Or which ones to listen to. Or which ones are less malicious.
Sometimes it is hard to tell who’s voices they are. Or what they are saying. Or if it is my voice.
Sometimes I hear my friends talk of spirits. Or demons. Or psychology. Or [...]
“My Awesome Is Teh Blingxorz”; A Brief Discussion of Body Modification and Body Play as it Pertains To Thought Reform
On Monday, a young man walked into I*******, the body piercing studio where I work, to have a Prince Albert done (recently, I’ve realized that, unless the name of the piercing refers specifically to a body part, it is being done to you, and you are not getting it done; i.e: “I am getting my [...]
Redux Me
Refuse, redux, recycle
viper fang and suckle
Reabased facetious dilettantes
treacherously psycho
Smoke trumpet out of hashpipe
Grow tantrums in the dirt
Throw windows in front of carway roadwise
fastidious Ovid squirt
