I know those who’d disagree I’ve seen the streets filled by them broadly wording through mouths of static and gauze but I have been car jumping dodging any talk of my historic limitations and someone points out to me that the reclining chair looks ‘too much’ like a battering ram I stare at it for a few minutes and I don’t know I see something less vicious than...
my eyesight grows dense and foggy as each moment spawns vistas of visions the possibilities of whatever could come next one is highlighted based on likelihood and then becomes a realized moment as the next vistas begin to appear
the queen of nada, or, my elsewhere in one word or less I I don’t I’m not convinced of anything this is not the way of the end of the world naive instrument climb into the mouth of the beast tell me what the beast says my head is sore and no amount of whatever else I have will do whatever else I need it to this is not quiet this is the immutable...
my hands are spiderwebs my mouth is dust I wake up angry and I don’t fool anyone
Anonymous asked: "I am always rihgt" *right
unrated / unposed
unrated the character is not mine I am a pigfisted barrelchested so and so watching a robin struggle to feed her own I am a black sheep bleached white (not everyone wants to know that) aged gray and unposed I am a coward shot from cannon to fairchild and there has never been a breath in my lungs that could sustain a saint I am flung harmlessly through a world that knows where I would be yet to...
the character is not mine the presence of a pigfisted barrelchested so and so protector give me your best shot driver let the wheel drift awhile sweetheart dig more holes set no more mines incensed and writhing magnificent unlost only ever always almost shut up and set up your microphone and give me your best shot