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Guts, be polite

I want to convince you that I am worth it because of the times we’ve had loving, licking, and outlining our figures in fingers that can tickle and massage and imprint a person with madness if they are taken away too quickly like a reverse burn felt first from the inside then moving out guzzling everything around in … Continue reading

All there ever is

I was with seven women in a week and I thought, man I must be something special, but I wasn’t and they weren’t either – laying there like bloated animals too slow to move after having their fill while looking at vultures’ legs circling in the cove ceiling or when they were cats cooing cats, scratching, purring, … Continue reading

Doggystyle in paradise

I smoke to see my breath at its best and to know that I am alive, at least for a while. Sure, a shorter while if I didn’t huff and puff but that’s the sacrifice of knowledge outside of paradise. * Hold nothing against me for I do not hold myself against you – I … Continue reading

Love in the cold

The bus cradles me to sleep while the city yawns awake to rain that drowns the living and the dead with tongues that are never quiet hydrated and mouths that are never quiet full, but always stinking and always completely empty even with other people drizzling in and out like the bus that stops until I … Continue reading

Nothingness and what’s left

I am convinced that there is nothing in this world like love, except for when love is torn away, ends, is no more, and will be no more for there is nothing in this world like love. * To watch the news is to learn what it is to feel old and helpless. * I … Continue reading

Absence

The problem with woman is that they take you away from art and the problem with art is that it takes you away from woman and the problem with both is that if done right, they are objects that feed each other like a snake biting its own tail because it’s addicted to the hallucination … Continue reading

Onomatopoeia of a gut

Every day in summer you will see the most beautiful girl steeped in sunlight, and every day she won’t see you. * People look down on drunks but drunks only look down on people like themselves, the miserable, thirsty fuckers who want more company who want more drinks which brings more company and more drinks … Continue reading

Small talk with big words

I got a real lively friend who is now dead because he swallowed some vomit while trying to leave some words behind. * Most chatter is boring small talk with big words that to save the world would mean salvaging the conversations about cars and stocks and finances and work and people who have cars, … Continue reading

Seeing blind

Does a bat that is missing a wing hear the echo of the second off the rebound of the first after it is ripped off by a bird? Does it hear the scrunch-scrunching of itself in another? Does it listen for bugs who are there to support it, even if they don’t realize? Or does … Continue reading

Killing suicide by yourself

Stand in the middle of a main train station, loose count of all the lives you’ll never know and find out how few people know your life despite the little while you stood at the centre of theirs. * Everyone thinks of suicide daily for to not would be to admit they are not living and … Continue reading