if the fairy spreads her thighs for the goblins finger the happy ending never comes even if she does
there will plenty of time to be si… when the abyss avalanches down upo… burying you deep into eternal abse… so raise your voice while you stil… because even if you can’t yell tom…
Once I was a psychopath who took quite a shine to his ax. Many times I’d leave a blood bath… but meticulously clean, and particularly keen,
a $5 footlong at Subway before a meeting on Thursday Burnin’ For You came on the speak… i wanted to call you
in one kiss four lips translate all the languages of the world into a story none of us understand
joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair
watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights
the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you
after a day surrounded by philisti… a not yet broken poet takes refuge in the familiar peace of desolatio… echoing quietly through two small… years ago this song came to him
my body is not a temple it is more like a corner bar in Wisconsin kneeling
his wife came in to the video store i work at today i knew who she was by the last name on her Oregon i.d…
every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her
short glass of water to wash back the pills in hand last glass of water
he staples a sign to a telephone p… hoping that anyone can help him find it winter is coming and he dreads the thought of it
when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly