To pray my hand stay the blade, lofty pipe dreams; skewed asphalt angels with wasps for halos.
Absurd.
Ever absurd. Ever tunneling forward, a sleepless night's last cigarette past a loveless life's first breath.
Haunted.
Remnants of a revenant, past all relevance. No motive; absolution.
The unquenchable fuck-thirst of the lust glutton-
-bathed all in crimson and mother of pearl-
Above and beside politeness.
So much posturing, so dignified.
Eat, fuck, shit, and die.
Absurd.
Ever absurd. Ever tunneling forward, a sleepless night's last cigarette past a loveless life's first breath.
Haunted.
Remnants of a revenant, past all relevance. No motive; absolution.
The unquenchable fuck-thirst of the lust glutton-
-bathed all in crimson and mother of pearl-
Above and beside politeness.
So much posturing, so dignified.
Eat, fuck, shit, and die.
Johnny, I think it's time for you to build that boat of pirate's teeth and shake them dry. Aurora borealis magnet might guide you into the horns of the narwhals. Alright if they let you live, but you seem indestructible.
ReplyDeletetake my bones away!
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