Forever The Sickest.
You wish for all the dreadful bulks to disintegrate before cockcrow. You wonder if garbage enzymes taste like rotten starfruits and cheddar.
I eat rabbits. Why?
You wish for all the dreadful bulks to disintegrate before cockcrow. You wonder if garbage enzymes taste like rotten starfruits and cheddar.
There’s a stale growth of thickened words in my esophagus that won’t go away or dissolve with the large amount of fluids I’ve quaffed.
You showed me your family portrait once when we were back in school, dressed up in neatly pressed uniforms and living school day by day like tuckered out kids.
I want to fix you a dozen of milk-drug cocktails and wear your heart like frozen fur on my body while you hit the sidewalk.
We all have been looking for empty tree trunk holes to hide in, wrangling to discharge livid clouding drops from inside. You burn unto me pushcart scars and ghost stories.
Sometimes I reel in dispersion through colors, pending. The unvarying point of issue when it comes to you is, if you are a classic olive or a tender mint. You bleed of things from a faraway land.
How could young talents write at where people spit?.
Muddy buttocks sink, Into woven saddle tight. Pedal fast, faster..
Experience bliss results in sleepless pain. And maybe over contemplation. If I try very hard, all that I can feel is myself decaying. I think it's the strain of that uncompromising, phantom ideal..
...there was an age when I started to recognize the existence of beauty in the world, copying poetry to keep as if I could consume them and their vivacity -- red poems, moody poems, wistful poems,...
Want to have a beehive taller than Amy Winehouse's..
Then we wallow in repose, shallow graves in regret over the errors we have made but not goods that we accomplished..
As love is, as you are..
Days before, I have left school authoritatively and was sent to pack some feelings.
It is easy to lose through meddling or neglect, an entire aspect of existence. And sometimes to cultivate a single new thought, you need not only silence but an entirely different life..
Dedication for this present year came slightly more than five months late, in the middle of which I have had too many shifts temporized.
His dick owns you, he owns you. I offered you a cup of rooibos not to apologize but, toast.
1. For a lean number of days, I have been assigned to prepare vegetable parts for meal time composites.