i had visions i was in them

i wanna publish zines / and rage against machines / i wanna pierce my tongue / it doesn’t hurt, it feels fine / the trivial sublime / i’d like to turn off time

the for real twilight zone

yesterday, my daughter called me to ask if her (and my) friend from (her) childhood could come crash at my house for a couple days. well, i forgot all about this, but today she called, and began to talk about a long conversation we apparently had yesterday. now, this was a specific conversation, in [...]

several species of small furry animals gathered together in a cave & grooving with a pict

pain is interesting

These desert nights are for weathered men the ones who have already given in

rectum? it damn near killed ‘im.

still life

the beer said it was ok to do this

what if there was a thing like a novel but not, that somewhere in something like a chapter that might be number twenty eight (with two of the intervening numbers taken up by the thing of things like poems because they feed off the same database & use a very similar codebase) had something [...]

it is entirely possible

synaptic plasticity is only a few milligrams away. i can feel it.

quite mad, actually

note: you will either want to turn yoru speakers up, or down. me? i turn them up.

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