MP3 player of choice: nomad zen
Favourite cartoon character: garfield or PA's fruit fucker or div
Personal Quote: show me a sane man and i will cure him for you
S.O.S.It's okay friend,S.O.S. by insipid-crow
you don't have to save my soul.
I know exactly what dangers it faces,
or at least I did until I forgot where I put it.
I read your bible for personal enjoyment,
a vital piece of literature,
for the purposes of masturbation,
and to give your life value.
I don't need your jesus to tell me what to do.
I know right from left.
I don't plan on walking towards the light,
I plan on running from it,
as fast and as far as I can.
Until death finds me,
I will open my arms to him,
I will let him encompass me with void,
and be charmed by the negative space.
In that moment I want to be forgotten;
here she lies dead.
who was she?
who am I?
up our headlightsthe magical pellets of soul stopping authorityup our headlights by benevolentsoul
that remind and remember
us, as the swallowing
God was there, and Jesus too
they let us wear the skins of tigers
and heard from us, stories of the sun
how it does not bend to our will.
guilty, she lifted up her mini-skirt in the bathroom
the thin lining of summer into her skin
God and Jesus whisper to each other,
making words to describe it
each thing said slowly
waiting for the bus a bumper sticker:
watching a blue toyota God, does not bless a co