You said it might be a bit uncomfortable
That it feels like a little scratch
Or perhaps it's like a bee sting
But then you start to latch
My **** into something
Described as a gentle squeeze ....
But I wish that you'd be honest
And just tell me please
Your ***** I'm going to pummel
Stick them with 8 inch pins
Crush them into vices
Then hammer iron nails in
And then when you've reached
The end of your tether
I'll smile sweetly & tell you
You might feel under the weather .....!!
Well the lies they don't help
In any way or fashion
It wouldn't **** you, you know
To show me some compassion
Well I tell you what
Here's my little joke
I'm going to punch you in the face
It'll feel like a gentle stroke ....!

(C) Pixievic




(C) Pixievic

Despite my trials
i will continue to be on trial
as there is no way to justice without
and despite my sufferings
i will continue to suffer
as in my pain
strength will be born
and despite my tribulations
i will remain on the path set before me
as the way forward must be travelled
and despite my fear
i will have courage
safe in the knowledge of a new day
and despite those who would cast stones
i will continue to gather them
building a shelter for those at the roadside

But i beg.. understand this
i do not always know the way
and doubt often clouds my mind
but i know deep inside
that wisdom comes from a humble heart
and therefore
love can only but follow.

Writers are crazy
the most batshit eccentric weirdos I have ever met
they will insult you, your entire family
and your dog..
in such a way that you will be moved
your heart will take it's delight
you will be in awe of their delicious profanity.
it makes you want to be a mewling ****-fed flap dragon
how divine
how could you possibly refuse?

A touch of sadness
               ten years gone
Like a midnight's voice
            of a far away song

Caught me unaware
              when I thought
I no longer cared

A sudden spark
              that flew
                    into eternity

A dance done then
             now done
                    in effigy

A poetic terse
              taughtly strung
                    deligently

At first dawn
           fades away