the human body is composed of three elements:
the first is blood, the second is milk, and the third is feces.
the spirit is the consciousness that persists after death,
fine-tuned to the body's material frequency.
my soul vibrates at approximately 200 decibels.
Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 9:13 PM UTC
in my lifetime i'll bear one billion children from my fervid, heaving womb
one whelp is born with sticky milk sealing its eyes shut
and a razor blade in its paw
my baby cut me up from the inside out
so i smothered him
Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 9:42 AM UTC
when the spoon bangs up against my teeth i feel it reverberate through me, like my frequent spasms that wrack my entire body. it goes down hard. i am hacking up pulmonary blood and half-digested puzzle pieces in yet another failed attempt to **** my system. it feels like 1,000 needles trying to enter a single spot on my skin.
apoptosis; programmed cell death. it's a poor god that can't save everyone. when i press my eyes i see colors, and shapes, and stars that slam into me like a tractor trailer. my thoracic cavity caves underfoot. i bruise like a peach. i'm like a peach in a lot of ways, actually. don't ask me how. that's disgusting.
Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 5:05 PM UTC