16.8.15

an excerpt of the poem 'you hear ambulance sounds and think they are for you'


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I kind of want to have sex with you now.

Anonymous said...

Me too. I've always loved you.

Anonymous said...

Me I just wanna stretch your penis out and wear it as a hat ;)

sam pink said...

'i pierce her flesh, to find his mark/torture, my pleasure, true servant of the dark'

Anonymous said...

the dark lord is regaining strength and soon shall send a thousand butterflies to smite you with all their might as you sleep

a thousand butterflies will land all over your body and slap you with unbearable softness as you claw at them in sleepy confusion

you'll wake and your eyes will struggle to make out the remains of torn wings between your fingers in the moonlight and you won't feel anything at all

you'll take a selfie of yourself covered in murdered butterflies and post it as your profile picture for the Facebook profile you will suddenly be inspired to create