DUDE WITH THE BELLY = MY COUSIN MIKIC FROM CROATIA

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i like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur;
rooting in you-
rubbing up against a stone til no skins left.

 This ( Read more... )

Emma ( Read more... )

hows the baby-havin-
to-get-out-of-workin scheme going?
babies yet?!
when are you coming home next?
i havent seen you in many moons-
i am sad.

When we look into space ( Read more... )

ugh ( Read more... )

the word Mind the word path the word protection
the word word make yourself suitable
the word the-radiant-light the word one-valueness
the word to-set-the-whole-of-reality-into-motion
the word inseparable-from the word gnash
the words döchag shidang timu make yourself
this osmosis-being transform cancer tissue trans-
form greed the hate that delusion of ( Read more... )

you understand that, you know you have been ground flesh
for Death you jive with, fuck and cradle, glimpse
the clear light through and piss in terror over
but those flashes always appear sleep. you wake
and it’s into another sleep. face, face, confront
the shredding gut pain. brick stoic, what
luck for you, another wall to face down. push, Hitler, who’s ( Read more... )

you will never forget. you will repeat the lesson. your hatred
of force irrigates your monastery practice. you repeat: do the next thing, it will give you
pleasure. you enter upon winter peace. securely you are dicing up your mother
your father, always the question of food. the sun’s
incisors, the foraging tanager, the aerating bloodworm, the molting ( Read more... )