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tripped out ponderings...*twitch of the muscle* there's something in the air tonight: something heavy and dark and sad and its cutting my skin. hurts my bones i think. hurts my lungs for sure. or maybe that's just the hash. *languid eyes blink* if this is life on the verge of sobriety i don't want it. *huffing back another bowl, killing the buzz, turning it into something stronger* i'd rather feel the liquid heat of the lights above my head. they're kind of opaque, i guess you could say, and a mist settles in. just a trick of the nighttime. nothing more. *flashlight pokes at the darkness around us, stabs a searing hole into the shadow's gut...tripped out ponderings...
by ~xcocainegelx
acoustic sensationalismyou break my spine in two and it shudders... convulses... disparrages until your lips have turned to blue.acoustic sensationalism
you decline to correct my errors
the pimples on my face and the scars that i wear like a bracellet
there are fragments of thoughts all fluttering in the air
reach up and catch one
...a frantic decision...
you've captured the moment perfectly.
by ~xcocainegelx
tumbling face-down...you steal pieces of me, borrow fragments of my trembling bowels to scoop up inside your pair of 'real man' handstumbling face-down...
lend my confidence to your p*nis and let it swell
to poke at me, jab slowly at my dripping canal with your careful distress
subjective sensations, i've deemed you worthy of this
turned you into my own
and crumpled you
up in my pocket.
by ~xcocainegelx
route six sixty-sixi find myself suddenly immersed in Outside: hands clamped to my waist, keeping my second rate stitchesroute six sixty-six
in tact. gotta hold on, hold on for dear life... gotta double over and hug my stomach, just to stop my writhing innards from spilling out onto the pavement. these holes are a tricky business: eighty-two percent remains, but the whole of it all seems distant... seems a little bit more than this startled expression can handle.
so i have to keep on driving.
maybe this sad stretch of highway will lead me to something b
by ~xcocainegelx
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CrystalAnesthetic instant BUMP so finely cut and spread, “take what you want.” Seal it up in melted poly-plastic fires. Double check and pull the knots.Crystal
Quick sniff. Soft touch. Swallow hard.
Drip. Drip. Drip. It lingers like ammonia…
Lick my hips and dust my thighs,
with a frosted fingertip.
Inside-inside you timidly go cold and lose control.
Kiss me as your teeth fall out. Kiss me and put them back.
Come down. Come back. Welcomed to the feeling of white;
every touch laced with power so much so, that it hurts to hold on.
Kneecaps trade w
by ~six-feet-under
by ~PatronicPlague
and i have interpol stuck in..Between lunches spent behind not swimming pools, behind not closed doors, but on the heated pavement studying cardoors. Every. Single. Day. I eat in the car, on the way. I steal answers from a little Indian girl, and never aknowledge her name. We always get to the crosswalk at the same time as a Mexican kid. Sometimes we cut his was, and sometimes we don't. I think I just bombed a test. I'd be furious, except that this morning I woke up and smiled. I just saw two girls who I thought were the same person - together. I'm still grinning and I bet people think I just got laid.and i have interpol stuck in..
by ~yourcoffinormine
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