January 2012
20 posts
December 2011
21 posts
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Sad goof.
shredded meat in the juice. Rainbow oils gleam from the mound.
sizzle and gristle and lots of smells.
oh hell there goes another one. See ya.
Sneeze of the moth dust in the autumn field where he found him sprawled out guts and goo sparkling in the dull light.
Its so humid and its really low and heavy.
heavy
heavy
heavy.
smile kids.
miles of skids and heat.
all i can do is lay low.
4 tags
Thanks Bobby Darin.
big sad on the toilet losing guts into the water.
splish spash i got water on my ass
every single week of the night
i went to a
rub and tug
just to see if my dick was alright
i stepped out the tug
put my feet on a whore
i wrapped my fist around her
and i threw her down ten floors
i said a
splish splash
her body went smash
well how was i to know that her body wasnt strong.
well...
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the wheel
deserts and weather and souls in the sun
sizzling like summer sex of 1985
weathered and walking through the dorm of drugdens and dirty daughters
sleeping in cars and kicked out of bars a classic jam to be in
a classic character of chagrin
ragtime rundown runny nose and cracked lips, smiling still.
walking coatracks with addictions
bloody coughs in the blue grey
sharp and steely, its a...
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Scat Skellsuns old lady.
Yes im a poor honey dripping bear in overalls and stupid look, ignorant, blank, and far away with the fish swimming in balance he closest thing to perfect i can muster and its really here like time that seems like it wont pass forever but does simply like time does, we make it do, we made it, so we decide, there is no real reference points for anything that is and will be and the things that exist...
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Take t-ewwwww.
retch for a day and a half in the hot scent of chicken sickly and splashing salad dressing on bare skin during the refill a almost inner taste of a smell of old booze and maybe a bit of speed radiating from the man with two gold earrings. Great white sharks with gold tooth and white suit gnashing with the powdery blood exploding soft and like pupils dilating walking into the night. Soaked down...
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3 tags
Startle.
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Karma cockroach.
a slow zoom to me on the side of the road with my dry curly mullet breezing around and the cars jammed up all the way until i cant see them. The start of an amazing adventure riding in strangers cars and drinking moonshine and snorting crystal meth as we drove through the appalachains in the beginning of summer. It was for sure the end of rural america and the start of dumb blind modern america...
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Wide eyed smile nervosa.
that shimmering golden figure through the fishtank, lights low and slight bit of red wine spilling on to my shirt as you walked toward me in gold sequins and bright golden hair hiding red lips and a cockeye, you smile and the chipped tooth gleams. I stand to allow you to yer seat and as you are seated a man pours you a wine and you immediately spill it and take out the vial and pour the contents...
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War on Everything. An all inclusive event...
A comfortably cold novelist in the 1980s drinking coffee and doing small lines of cocaine in the evenings with her white wine.
Tan square cars and how dusty hair looked. The faded view that leads me to rub my eyes thinking they are blurry from tiredness and lack of sleep for the floor is no place to hole up and the carpet makes poor insulation. Reefer on the rise and booze on the decline, no...
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shhhhhh. Hide from the light
sleeping on the couch. Slats of light still.
smile harry, and jog out the door with cup and hat
tie flying by.
scene inside, dancing by the record player light
light from behind liquid.
sex in the night, sex quickly by lamplight.
gotta get up.
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dire straights.
brown suit handshake. Lean forward and smile in the shadow of the studio. Tan and palms and the red sports car parked sideways in the sunset. As the oldsmobile pulls up in front of the glass building downtown, or slightly uptown, and furcoat bitch steps out with cigarette and puppy clenched in hands and the cociane burning a hole through her purse she cant get up the elevator fast enough to...
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chicks for free.
grays and silvers of the appliance store.
stupid realization on television. and dont miss the deals this time around on the restaurant advertisment exploding shrimp and sea juice wih lemon in the wound and a mad face using the cheese grater to soften the blow..
Soften the flow, and the runny soft cough from the phallus made kitchen cooking gels come bakery frosting softness on cock and hand.
...
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EXTREME! Boredom.
discomfort in the doorway.
silence in the store.
and a bug in my palm waving away chopped down my hand like the forests of washington and the ski slopes in the master bedroom.
fly like a beagle
steal like an eagle
play like a snail
wail like a nail
stepped on in the field behind the shack
missouri, 1992.
and a sticky body under a blanket with a horse on it.
running majestic .
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Solid shit flavor...
with end notes of wood plank and spliters on my cock as i pulled out all gooey and soft. The night caved in like the soul i once had sucked out by teen lovers sitting in a malt shop with milkshake and two straws. I was the shopsweep creeping by the phone booth looking for change in the coin return and the fumes and my anger turned on all the angry white bitches and they came swarming like fungus...
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Kool and the Gangbang
teen icon in the brush. The vomit fountain splashing around the marble all cracked and broken, with ferns and other green plants growing through, and peacocks roaming making known they are the lion of the bird kingdom. On safari in the soft pink light a bubble of a dome surrounding vision. Lights in building windows and a bag of crack dropped from the thrid story and here comes the...
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Cant win 'em all.
doing the dance scold. The band playing jostle of vibrations from thier collected bodies mashed in mass in the blank space emitting technicolor waves thick, flabby and shining so bright i had to put on my starshaped sunglasses. All that pressure in the calm kitchen under the crock pot mystery was revealed soulless sole and bruised fruit and rotten vegetables. but once sun is down here the night...
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selected markets only.
happy birthday.
confetti cake on my plate wax stuck in the frosting from the single pink candle flame dancing to prince as i blow it out and wish i was a disco king of southern california yesteryear.
The room smelled of fendi from the gas station and yer ass looked huge in those stretchy purple pants, but i knew after a few dances, a few lite beers for the lady, and long trips to the restroom...