the first of july 2002 ( Read more... )

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the other night i dreamt of high school versions of amber and meagan moon. i was trying to explain to them about my stomach...the horrors of being able to actually feel my organs wailing and writhing inside my body ( Read more... )

problem: no restraint. i want to gorge myself on the very marrow of all things. saturate every last nerve until it is soaking, dripping and sticky with exhaustion. only then can i pull out ( Read more... )

today i saw elly. back from "tunusia." i was thinking i missed some of her, but i now can't remember which part. we perched on the fountain at h

jeune fille cherche:
appartement
aventure
attention
avenir

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i always feel embarrassed when i observe some stiff cock laying vulgar eyes up and down a pretty, young female. she is oblivious or at least pretending, and he is all slobber in a stone-solid gaze. i recognise at times i do the same, but in a most indisputedly innocent way ( Read more... )

it seems there are toxins taking turns radioacting...trying hard to beam me up. full of air and jaundice ( Read more... )

yesterday was novocaine pumping into my frontal lobe ( Read more... )

people as interactive objects ( Read more... )