dirty dragons ( Read more... )

Solo tripod conjoined-twin... inseparable (worlds of discontent)
while wicked gunslingers place bandages on my slovenly atom bomb(kinky?)
discoveries of inner beauty
solemn tap dancing jesus in bed with "the enlightened one."
fuck all.
definitely kinkier.

mood: it would take a 220 word essay to describe.

they need to make the fucking mood box

On a path that runs from the north to the south ( Read more... )

A walk at four in the morning.
I focus on my feet
and my thoughts drag behind me
an anchor
keeping the time
of my padding beats
no excitement
no sorrow
I walk because it is what I CAN do
while Mars and Venus play in my sheets
with love and daggers

"So, what DID happen between you and "

I created some static between the click of my birth and the snap of my death that precedes the bitter-sweet E minor marking forever humanities exit from the Universe's waltz of birth and destruction... and I'd imagine she did the same.

Developments in the field of chris?... nay, developments nowt ( Read more... )

it is raining in the bathroom so i can't go to work.

boo.

This was a strange comment to hear. It was welcome on a day of trudging through the Vogel burden I inherited. My new arch nemesis Nancy Willard is visiting my place of work on friday, and it is my job not to claw her eyes out.

I have failed myself. About an hour ago I bought a coffee because I was falling asleep. The first mistake was buying a small (they don't actually call it a small, but I refuse to call it a "short" or whatever the fuck it is they are trying to push). It ran for about 3 dollars which is upsetting since it was such a mediocre cup of coffee, and ( Read more... )

If i had a body of bread and wine blood I could walk on water too.

and i will!