perfectionlivid. startling red and swollen. but still sexy as you exhale. clouds of smoke, dark curls,coils,spirals.perfection
black,bloodshot,beaten heavy lidded, heavy lashed drunk. mascara stains your cheek. you still manage to pull off an alluring gaze.
hair. twice tangled, sticky fingered. ratted,combed,rancourous with spray,waxes, smoke. somehow suits,frames your face.
contagious. i touch my lips, second hand lipstick second hand smoke. your mouth in mine acidic,sour,foul. yet somehow. &n
Paper Hearts: Chapter OneThere are the sounds of breathing and the sounds of fingers rustling through hair. “Do you love me?”Paper Hearts: Chapter One
There is the feeling of fingers entwined around mine and the feeling of thumbs brushing against my cheek. Noses brushing together. Lips barely touching. The cool touch of metal against my neck. “Always.” Perfumes intermingling together. The same scent doubled up. Thigh against thigh. The rustle of skirts brushing together. “You promise?” The taste of lipstick. Everything is darkness and there is this sublime feeling of total relaxation. The eerie out of body sensation of the world without sight. I can feel
Silver + SymphoniesThe skylight shone water on me glittering in the recycled light reflected from the moon silver the universal conductor but it's symphony is out of tune and in the light i spot you quivering with worry 'don't worry honey this won't last too long you never know what i'll do different you never know what i'll do wrong, i could slip up and puncture myself, I've looked into your eyes and seen dread, decaying on the bathroom floor, fighting the urge to combat osiris, i knew you were lying, lik an ashtray smashed your embers were everywhere, tSilver + Symphonies
CrystalAnesthetic instant BUMP so finely cut and spread, “take what you want.” Seal it up in melted poly-plastic fires. Double check and pull the knots.Crystal
Quick sniff. Soft touch. Swallow hard.
Drip. Drip. Drip. It lingers like ammonia…
Lick my hips and dust my thighs,
with a frosted fingertip.
Inside-inside you timidly go cold and lose control.
Kiss me as your teeth fall out. Kiss me and put them back.
Come down. Come back. Welcomed to the feeling of white;
every touch laced with power so much so, that it hurts to hold on.
Kneecaps trade w
Camcorders And Cadavers PartII Therefore, I walked half-reluctantly past my apartment building. My conflictive thoughts went on causing me to black out, and when I came to, I was at the dump. Who knows where I got the sudden bravery to even consider doing this? In the shadows, I pressed up against the fence and peered beyond. As far as my vision could see, I didn’t spot anybody patrolling the grounds. The entrance was kept firmly shut by a snake-like entanglement of chain. I then slid behind a bush covering a portion of the fencing. Fortunately, or more unfortunately, I found aCamcorders And Cadavers PartII
Camcorders And Cadavers Part ICamcorders And Cadavers 9:00 am. In any other place the sun might have shed snippets of light on dank streets and given some sort of life to the surroundings. But not here. Factory smoke clouds. Manufactured fog. That’s all there was here. I hurried down the street in my uncomfortable, short waitress uniform. It was a sickeningly, and unnecessarily, bright blue, like something you would see on a Barbie doll. At this thought, I wonder if any little girl ever imagined her plastic toy to one day become an unimportant waitress working for minimum wage, serving grease and fat to overweight jerks whom, by the way, never tip, whileCamcorders And Cadavers Part I
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If life gives you lemons thrown them back and demand chocolate
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<<Once I thought I loved you, but now at last I see, you were nothing but a shadow, and never gave your heart to me>>
Tallulah Mae Kelso
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ciao/murphy
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:"if you read, you will judge":
read it. judge it. comment on it.
~six-feet-under
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I love your comments and your textures
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that is why i will always be by buddha's side while standing next to an end of all rainbows with paddestoelen spurting around each band of color, lightly tinting the tops of each one.
[exercept of 'ken kesey' by genie brown]
*reminds self*
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NOW AT *thewordsleep
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..::you gotta sink gotta sink gotta sink to swim::..
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