Thank you for your pragmatism.

Big Star Society

I didn't feel.

Popcorn Rosebeetle

Darby Rosebud

I guess he is your life partner.
How gay are you two?
How is the S.E. double hockey sex?


It feels good to be alone. I am totally alone.


My plan is to make you feel as stupid as I can.
My plan is to make you feel as stupid as you can.
My plan is to make you feel as stupid as you are.


HANNA.................... disney faggots

young Natalie Portman


One of my biggest regrets in life is going to see Your Highness.

Also not being closer to my father before he died.


Yes, we are going to church.

Yes, she is naked.

The US supreme court tried her for falsifying documents, 150 years ago in Peru.
She blamed her lovechild on her five year old daughter. She claimed it on her taxes as a miracle.
By lying in her diary, it's true.

You know what we could be sad about...
You are what we could be sad about...

He turned on the wet vacuum just in time.
The karate studio was blazing hot.
Outside mothers formed a winding line.
The kids were creeping in the coffee pot.

Children's Stories

boldly unsure

sustained urgency

Mario Quantifiably

well you're kinda hard to see



You blow my mind so far out of whack

I have to live faster than my mind to get myself back


What might happen if I do not live well...

What happens when a train come...


I want to make bets with people at Thanksgiving on how many more Thanksgivings we will live to see. We will all die. Most of us are pretty unhealthy, I more than most.


Donut Gone


A Call a God

Be that you want

Steve Lemonbeard

Purple Wineshed

Wire Plenty


That water that just makes you what


[:  Go  being  better  than  I was  not.



This life reminds me of Mrs. Doubtfire or Jumanji or something I do not know.

I Don't Know Why I Don't Know What to Do

9:30 car alarm.
Just die and be saved.

I just want to be a computer with you.
Bliss is the perfect desktop background.

Despite your practically constant egregious failures, you still have angry dogs running over grass, strong wooden fence posts, tall skinny palm trees, and the asphalt street.

My hands are sad.

Dear Dad, you"re dead.

I've made peace with your lies.

Let's try to make up a life that serves the ones we leave behind.

Afterflow.

Nobody teams go the to your urethra you free dear.

Human lollipop. Notch your availing Hubble team just figures three fourths silver gleam 22 afterglow 4 quarters and seven teeters kilter jubilation nova scheme blue white 43 seconds to print the development of after Asian frog vestigial organs laughing afloat on an immaculate reflective alabaster table top. Scent in time rememory decider record a choice good solid derive truth safe.

11/9/14

Brighter's Lock

I have bloody heard of it.

Hope misunderstands me.

I kill sure wish hope will hope for tits on my head.

Off the tip of my tip of my head tip tip of my healthy tongue tonguing.

I slobber devil beards off my tippy taste and I feel hope in her goblet top.


It is kewt kissing her tippy top head loaf, burning yeast fire free of lice.


I kan't kiss her tulip pissing lovely tips of lickers and possum tips, no money, shrugs.

Shovels in my beard hole. Raping my constitutionally protected bare teeth with earth.


Serious, multi-phase editing process.

I just can't get life in prison without trying too hard.


Ugh ! What a relief, what a fuggun releef.


Green and oozing and fun and losing.


I think I came out of my mother.
I don't want to come,
I just want to be a good brother
to every person conceived.

SHOT,ham, second seconds

your body is a tofu magnet

your dream is a blurred out fruitcake


softer cheese files in your accordion

hock your honey batter in your squishy jumpsuit


you jump into a sumo bidding war

lightning cola blinds your mother's memory


rabid fires ravish moonlit Snickers in your outhouse

soulful green goes plopping on a winding trail to your
pond of treats


I say the same thing. You fit a bucket of sherry in your

sack of pouch then listen to frog rhythms in your
cage of horror


Blue Glen, she sits and stares at oxygen filters typing

time sentences onto yellow brains, gross pain and forest
of your foreign forgetfulness

That's This

Real gorgeous fictitious

Land's Cape

Sea's Hell

Pa's Sport

Friend's Hip

Sand's Tone

Super's Tar

Tail's Pin

Pin's Tripe

One's Elf

Air's Pace

Moon's Truck

Snake's Kin

Joy's Tick

Sharp's Hooter

Snow's Hovel

Rain's Pout

Bugs Pray

Horse's Hoe

I have to give Pirate Nanny a nose grave.

This toilet has gotten tinier, or have I become a larger version of myself?

If you think of my body as a universe, then I am an infinite giant.

The world of Zion hath many foul tempers
Many blue balls
None as frightening as Ellie Kemper's

Shy greenlit Sunday night cheering woo
Corn taco shells get hard
There is no safe innocence to compare us to

Happiness is too good for me
Lucky potty hole sharing
Boiling soil and the lost shady tree



Throw your ass away

I'm not givin' you a lip to cry on


It's a perfect trap. I am liquid. I float on air. I grieve for the daylight. On top of the height, I feed the creatures that clean my feet constantly.


I flake off while I am stuck to the tree where he finds me and tickles me until I excrete and weep until dark comes and I fall asleep.


He built the wooden cage like a champion of the wild. I slap his hand like a friendly colleague.

that is the end,

the end

Queen of Kingland

I live alone in a castle on a hill. Outside is cold and empty. I am the queen of kingland.

Three slick lines. Three slick squares.

Shadowy blood hair slicked back on a luminescent opal dome.

Simple brain sailing through sludge picking apart rooster crows turning filth into love

Full hand, marbles flowing, full schedule,
apartment groans and hums with reclaimed sleep and sun

Her retold life fits exactly in my distorted mouth

Eye nerve soaks up the radiation of excited atoms, the distance of time is complete

I am having a party.

I fill the prescriptions for a having a fun day.

I gather the bodies and organize the ideas of sensible activities.

I prioritize the good feelings and hide all the fear.

I praise and worship the fake perfected who I will myself to believe in once I will them to exist.

Young pale women talk and words bounce back and forth.
Growth inside of growth inside of shriveling

Bright redness birthsays, engorged cavity, slick organ system, pulsing viceral expulsion

Blaah!

That is my business. I convince that the opposite taste is the best that no money can buy.