February 2011
24 posts
it breaks (just so like a skinned knee gently lapping cool s t ing i n g laden BreaTHS , )
i’m not impressive (and i never will be. . ‘ ,...
wh O o Sh ! ) the sun sprechen a malleable droplet of porous handles meandering careless clumps o f a and the ghost of spectral mouths ephemerate delightful femurs loaded sensual creamy morsels some alabaster...
how Deep?a plunging softness you,re an unimaginable velvet in such beautiful darkness achingslivers wholly divest into i every all of your strange perfect and we’ll just break endlessly, , , , Alone
January 2011
22 posts
i,ve made love to a woman whom twas a radiant fauld of glamoring apath y yet i often dreamily recall in lazy strings of lucid her nice hair or patient grass often as i culled the fairy heat, her loins i’d say in particular her name a n d itt wasSUMmer,
we are mostly tedious . glaring dashes of thick ’ minutia trifling to and fro ’ in mental coffins ,...
i love also some golden light pierceth and burning the earth who lays in tremendous sighs o Du f sT.
a raping dint of silence was bulbous in a long fettered common that thrashed calmly hues of slippery wind being largely small the city chortled deeply and it was barely exploding with rapturous clinging a loose sheet of normal night ?
a tree’d grow youth slapping by my garage and howl green every noonight i sleep awake the stars cuddling furiously w i t h my dreams
the mangled silver (her humeral jousts bangled a glimmering charming wreck) dancing lively wrists jouncing purposelessly in the havoced quarters (the shopping mall fooded court ) she pasted me vocally inquiries i’d not answer dreaming sweetly of her most and ...
all lips and spit rinds glittering pleasure i’m lean sinew knotting heavy gasps at nails and texture rawly rumples the divine shale your pertinent flavor strums a tattoo polished on my back upper sprouted feathers how contracting desperate talons grapple cotton bedding shouting mumbles of lipbiting sweat in tremulous arcs...
falling in love every minute minute i crawl the streets every corner turns to dust and every pile bursts some feminine livery and they alll taste like honey
asoftquietafore; B OO M! grunting swirl. the speakers speak intangible friction who’s so slightly an empirical fever nursing gratuitously the male flavors encumbering the ego flecked freckles sex lisping elegantly cambered waists shrines of molten ecstasy but my lady niggles sporadic splinters in my sheath and i splay the...
ready , iwaseruptingamagicallyschoolyardchantinthe alabasterpromenadeofthewrinkledtoneofyour belly,difficultofthincottonfixtureItoreloosleyf- romyourreticentcurveswhippingperfectlyin eagersexualitymyhandstodrinktheirpasteand...
