I cook in my misery.
It fucks into my lungs and says "Choke faggot
Choke." And so I am gilled, and so
I am aquatic. When the flood waters came
and linked arms around the
pillars of our civilization
I pissed into their open throats
and laughed.
"Watch me now, killing tides. Watch me swim."
My technique is woven iron and shed flesh.
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 Kidul

The machine was never cruel. It never lied, or failed, or died. It knew the answers to the questions worth asking. The machine was never petty. It never disagreed, misunderstood, or condemned. It let me into the world worth reaching. The machine was never wrong. It never laughed, or cried, or spit. It cut into the meat worth tasting ( Read more... )

I am the swinger of scales and the setter of sails. I am the Intruder at the entrance of the unhappiest home, bringing fire and cleansing and the fresh eggs of ash birds. Let me sway thee. Let me force thy hand. Let me break you of your breed so that you may run free and foolish and blind and unburdened. Teeth around the infant string, puckered ( Read more... )

I play world of warcraft with justin watt, former member of the B Company, 1st Battalion, 502nd Infantry Regiment. He's famous because he narced out his army broes, who raped a fourteen year old iraqi girl and murdered her family. It's funny the folks you meet on the internet. He monologues almost as well as I do, and is a damn good mage. I added ( Read more... )

I'd take what I could get and not think much of it. I mean shit, it's not much to take. My pockets are bulging right? Splitting the seams of my pants right off my ass so that in the end, everything i got is running down my legs. Like shit.


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I woke up drunk this morning and hiccupped my guts into the gutter.

Yesterday morning I woke up to roses on my windshield.

: )

Celestial compromise

ha shit.

i did not mean to get so minced. but look at me. i feel like raw fucking hamburger, floundering in thick, dark, arterial blood.  i got shoved face first through a wood chipper and the only thing that came out intact was my pout. man, i am good right now. i am so fucking good right now.

shit. i need like an epidural or something.

Sweet. It's all so sweet and ephemeral and blasphomously inefficient. A full, tumescent inadiquacy. Like a cock that's spent itself onto adolescent bedsheets and doesn't dream of honeymoons so much as the honey between the moons. Keep your eyes on the prize and luxuriate in the copper colored comfort it yields. I say stretch your hollow chicken ( Read more... )

We are the venders of the free world. Men who fancy themselves fortunate. And for good reason we repeat our careful thanks over caskets and dinner plates. Oh big man in the sky with that digital eye are you watching closely? Are you taking notes on the backs of spacerace debri. Oh up there in orbit I bet it looks like we all deserve it.

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