

the cowI keep a picture of you in my wallet for those moments when I feel like folding out your creases and running my fingers through your plastic hair.the cow
Your smile is large and accusing, your eyes politically-minded, looking upon the day when you'll finally open my mouth and see every labium I've swallowed, or the dusty skulls of a thousand dead whores.
And when I put it back, the reality sets in and it's just like you: small, distant,
manageable.


dead horseRight angles running parallel to right ankles, drunk off the moon, sweating these gray grass-stains out like dim jewels.dead horse
Ideas stick like wallpaper glue. Ideas you merely touch and lose. Touch.
Lose.
(Mildly cringe). The same four secrets, loud and bulbous in you, whining like fat mules.
But every opening, every explosive white is attached to a wet fuse
and the realization that if you draw enough lines in it, if you fill in enough blanks, it's true.
I'm surprised it's not more popular.
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*OoOoo.
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Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.
(Poe)
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[link] Nobock.fr Website [link]
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"ART is a lie which leads you to the truth"
*indonesia~soerabaja~canada-club~Singaporeans
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