I'm helping you. You're helping me It's a crackhead two way *******. Scratching out the pit we loom over. How deep down does the Satan pit go? As deep as our retribution arc unravels. See you on the other side fellow acolyte. Studiously staring into the abyss.
Belt neck tight. He shuffled in his turtleneck trousers. 'so comfortable' he thought to himself. Viviennne Westside prime goods. As he turned blue, he thought how much he loved his new trousers and his f...
She sang that night A serenade in desperation A song heard Sang and betrayed by silence. She sang, her heart torn bear. She danced as her legs broke and her arms snapped. She bled to the cameras The camera switched off.
The Dredger dragged its death across the fields of bountiful children. The father's, with murderous eyes scathed the land with thier gaze. The mother's cradled the future, bleeding wildly from thier womb. Palms against the sky the parents embrace. Familial certainty binding thier ****** in bleach white bandages. The matrimonial baptism dredges on.
Feverish hands for applause. jittery in gesture. fingers and tongues. and thumbs. and limbs. Sprawl and crawl. What a creature creature comfort blanket to pain. must wrap up in the medicine duvet. burrito me up, serve me hot.
Prism paradise. Administer the scimitar serum. Stray, gleam, candied eyes. Stay, morbid stars, Sermon on the shoe horn The 10, Ja commandant Glacial looking glass, I love what you’ve done with the place.
Head upon the railroad steel, Let us see how much you feel. Iron horse stampedes your way, Let us see how much you sway. Head dismembered neck bleeds out, Perhaps you should have just pulled out.
Sleeping in disgrace, Stellar's dancing grace. Stars and moons are home. Freezing, biting, lone. Icy candle warmth. Cold is warm as home. home is warm as cold.
Silk against lips, the softness unparalleled Slipping down, eyes roll back. Memory foam, it knows Always rolls out the spread. God I needed that drink.
Brutality crashes down upon insignificance. Salt, seasoning it's voracious appetite for more as it gorges ever near. Ceaseless in its endeavour to destroy. The Man marvels at the tide as he basks in its glorious spray, he'll move when he finishes his cigarette.
Inside our sollace, our suicide, our killing and ******. Inside in its splendor and its candid horror. The door is terrifying. Terrific! And terrible. The other world, clawing, scraping at the seams. Bounce away on your bouncy castle you silly little boy. Break your legs and tear your throat. There are more than your own eyes on your demise.
The corset grows tighter The mind thickens with the weight of the plot The screen gets brighter as the moon clouds the sound The viens grow nearer to the claws that keep them flowing.
Strange kind of leaves. Sullen whilst stroking at the breeze. Is there a word for 'off green'? Depressed lime? Let's just water it and call it a sad tree.
Deceived by tar Restless in wax. I'm solidified. Used, stained and charred. Life burns it's flame ever near. Relentlessly. Inevitably in wax or suffer exposed inferno. What kind of a choice is that? For a tissue man?
Killing men in the forest of shadows of showdowns in the bountiful standoff. trees, people, bullets, compost. breath in, leaves green lungs bloodied. breath out leaves brown lungs blue. water on the leaves red on brown skin to trunk leaves to forest.
Flashing at the eyes, the TV shows the sky. Why not go outside? It doesn't flash at the eyes. Listening to nonessential gibberish, The TV chunners on. Why not go outside? It doesn't chunner gibberish. Looking out the window, the TV shows the window. Why not go outside. The TV shows outside.
And here we have it ladies and gentleman. A scene before your eyes. A man who had it all Everything Good health Good family The best friends. But instead he chose this. Look at him now Dancing his merry tune. Be fascinated at how exhausted he is Simply breathing. Astounding is it not? Well Good people That's not all Watch what happens When we give him A gentle KICK!
As the red life pumps away down the drain, and the knife tears the artery open. The shocking pain is subsided. Knowing I will never suffer this misery again.
Secrets. Soundless as a butterfly. Love bleeding. Don't cry now. A secret is bled for those who bathe in sound. Butterfly flies on. Cries of death and pain fall loosely into the air.
Drink softly, for he sleeps tonight. Whispers call red. Hanging in white. Dreams are pure and small. Hopeless in trails. Wine bleeds holy goblet For the wounded, shaded, sinful prophets. Cuts in hopeless wonderment. Helpless, saviours Hopeless prophets. Blood oath goodbye.
I called you home. Cold and afraid. Blood on the glass, took you on. Mirror, red hole. I saw the change. I called you home. Deep, in the stain. I saw the mirror.
Grind against the stain of your hammer The smile of blood judges your tools Feel the wrath of an angels stare As you tootle off home, his blessed wings stretched In jest as they decompose and crumble. You did your job marvellously military man
I know him so well. Too well, He keeps me well. Toxic self awareness. As he hoovers up another line, And allows the warm wash Of the cure for wellness - Pill form happiness To rush down from brain to shoes. Waterfall of wellness. Lips turning blue. Hot ice Face turning to soft cheese. Cheesy grin. Roller-coaster rambling. What a ride, let's not collect the photo. He tuts and sighs.
We're edging everybody! We're edging! We're ready for the main course! We're breathless We're bracken We're broken. We're rolly polly turning and spinning and lost and out of control. But. We're. Putting on a **** good show!
Don the mask and join the parade. Twirl twisted to the tune and turn and wrench some more To the bang of the drum, bangs three twelve eighteen Flail hysterically to the hand jive, 30 50 90 . The dance abruptly ceases.. Encore! Yell the crowd.
Its weekend again Time to go see daddy again. I love daddy And he loves me to.
Daddy smells of **** and whiskey Daddy smells nice I love daddy and he loves me to.
Daddy gets that funny look in his eye He wants to play a fun game I love daddy and he loves me to.
I'm really good at this game I always win I love daddy and he loves me to.
I've nearly won he tells me I love daddy and he loves me to.
Fireworks of white pleasure, A stain on a juvenile tongue. daddy sighed , his silky growl sweetened the salt. I know tomorrow will be a good day now. Maybe we'll go to the beach? Because I love daddy and he loves me to.
Busting a move On my sofa dancefloor. Just me in my room My hand jive My breakdance My cushions My home. Me and my songs. My cigarettes and my wine. My good time. And no-one else around.