Prosecutors will be shoplifted.
Prosecuters will be violated.
Ever see those signs at
the store and wonder how they can tell if you are a prosecutor,
and if they can, how they will shoplift you? And if they choose
instead to violate you, wouldn't that be rape?
I have little respect
for human life because human life hasn't shown much respect for
me.
The tymp mallets struck
the rim as an oar hitting the side of a boat: at once, irritating
to the point that one would flinch and curse, but realizedly
bound to happen when purposefully but not expertly.
Dreams so lovely I fear to wake from them.
How can real words express dreams?
Phrases.
Beautiful love-song phrases.
Forever.
Those are my dreams.
My realities?
Lost-love songs.
Forever.
Forever turning and wrenching my stomach.
Contortions of painful reality.
A pain relentless.
A pain that refuses to end in my death.
For like a successful parasite, it knows that to kill its host is
to kill itself.
i am sick of hypocrites.
i am sick of you who dyed your hair
to be like those who dyed their hair
to be different from us.