Pillow talk with the exhaust pipe

She contracts UTI's like their headcolds, the punishment of allowing such a vile person like myself to forage futily inside of her. If she continues to cohabitate with me, regardless of sex, my disgust will worm it's way Inside regardless.   I want to fix your fucked smile anyway my shortcomings allow, no matter the … Continue reading Pillow talk with the exhaust pipe


An Inhumane Response To Humanism

My mother once told me if it were not for her stretched out cunt, I’d walk this world with no fame to claim. The steady practice of placation melds the false flesh to your mistaken relation. Exuberance time and time again misunderstood as the false prophet. Taking inclusionary indecencies at face value, the appearance of … Continue reading An Inhumane Response To Humanism

Violence: It’s What’s Eating Your Dinner

A widespread culling spanning generations to mask the acceleration of the mortality rate. Festering newer headcases with each automized lesson plan, our overseers are live in the field. Each new massacre brought to you in real-time loses its sparkle before the next one has time to get the ball rolling. Toddlers tainted from day 1 … Continue reading Violence: It’s What’s Eating Your Dinner

A Study In Palpations

Lonny held insomnia in contempt. They loathed unabashingly both light and dark. Countless days melded together in their stomach acid of depleted pH. Years of castor oil quaff rendered them sagging pockets of fat draping deteriorating muscular dystrophy. A dysmorphic view of their poultry prison. Days spent on their side, gripping bones popsicle frame, smearing … Continue reading A Study In Palpations

An Offering Of Incisors: A Manifesto For The Unhinging Of Spinal Column Constipation

An Affair With Arson You fetishize an outbreak. Salivate at the sound of ambulance drivers parting seas of mini vans en route to deliver a human pustule to intensive care. Your knees are weak from worship, kow-towed in a permanent state of stateliness; forever genuflecting to the hovering of everyone who lives and whoever has … Continue reading An Offering Of Incisors: A Manifesto For The Unhinging Of Spinal Column Constipation

A waste of maternity snail-trailing vert

A conglomerate of viscous sourced desire painted the peeling wall. Oxidation of overlooked ovum plastered the surrounding vertical encroachment; an ever changing gradient of time spent in open air. The drippings ranged from an ectoplasmic transparency to a deli mustard pale yellow, then sodden butcher paper brown, then finally a black bile complete with braille-like … Continue reading A waste of maternity snail-trailing vert

Notes on Frequenting Trapdoors/ Mavis

Notes on Frequenting Trapdoors We burn through water like it's blood, so say goodbye to your familial ties. I will gut your rotisserie chicken from inside you with a double edged costco card. Best you don't get too complacent in your jissom tinged opiatic drawers; curtsy cute like and sit in shit. Impending orgasmic tickles … Continue reading Notes on Frequenting Trapdoors/ Mavis

Screaming Into Car’s Exhaust

Communal similitude is the bruising of knees begging for scalp's extraction from skullcap. It is not spoken aloud, but the desire to flow red and pave streets with copper is well understood. I am here to absolve you of your placated busy-bodying about; welcome your turmoil with nothing less than innards outting. My heart throbs … Continue reading Screaming Into Car’s Exhaust

Aphorisms For Embodying The Pit

Book of Revelations Forthcoming From the Bodega, Written in Glass Dick on Silken Roses or: Aphorisms For Embodying the Pit The best way to purge glass from deep tissue is by introducing more glass to the system. Familiarize yourself with the importance of the pen, if you decapitate the tip it can be used for … Continue reading Aphorisms For Embodying The Pit