Thursday, June 25, 2015

a particular strain of douche

are a particular strain of douche that's a toxic fume, a bad taste, a sick cat
can't be serious right?

say it

just because... every big bald truth is beauty unpacked.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

nothing sacred

Nothing sacred
or'd rather, what's sacred?

Thursday, June 18, 2015

All hail the Synecdoche

favourite new FOS (figure of speech)


Hurricane Raisin

Why would anyone want go on OKC to make fucking friends?
It's like going to MacDonalds and having a grilled chicken salad.

You were kinda perfect. Alas...

Sunday, June 14, 2015

would you rather

Would you rather be the one that grieves, or the one that leaves?

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Triangular Lifeforms Zone

Your thighs are having a conversation, the air is the medium.
the warmth circumvents your pelvis and all that hides within it,
the mysteries of lifeforms to be had in that sacred sac called the womb,
and then there are the tubes, and uterus and cervix and all the interconnecting parts of that haloed triangular zone.
the disasters to be had,
the triumphs to be glad,
all a negotiation of that zone.
a woman's golden throne,
a woman's forbidden bone.