Feelin' allright...Also got to keep my teeth.
Im thinking of making jewlery, or is that a little to creepy?
Right, pudding awaits.
I find the chocolate goes best with the tang of O positive.
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Victor SyndromIt throbbed in the night pounding in my chest let me free mother let me free!Victor Syndrom
I laid alone cold in fright with the beating in my breast Let me out mother set me loose! And i obeyed my Childs lament i sat abrupt and trembled and grave long hours i mindless spent running on this path i stumble
The pen strokes marked the purest page ink with furry stained until blood and black were one in rage until exhaustion overcame
And when i woke from my troubled rest and glanced to were i slept with trembling hands i clutched my chest
by ~kalahie
The Plaza Hotel:A Venn DiagramThe Plaza Hotel: A Venn DiagramThe Plaza Hotel:A Venn Diagram
Room 873
It’s easy to understand why the city never sleeps, perpetually drowned in an orange glow from the street lights, night clubs and insomniacs. Smoke billows against the glass. He rolls the double A’s from the smoke detector absently in his palm. The life he used to live clamors below him. The city is different at night, a flourish of hedonism; cabs and clubs, E tabs down in Chelsea, white lines in Tribeca.
Gin in Midtown Hotels.
The irony doesn’t escape him.
Room 2015
It’s easy to understand why the city ne
by ~kalahie
Journey to the drylandInto the eastern heartlandJourney to the dryland
‘Cross deserts and dusty skies
The glow of a red orange dusk
Meets my sun parched open eyes
Into a tomb I am lead
By He who opens the way
Past the beaked god of scribes
Down beyond the light of day
And there in the darkest end
Sat He of a foreign skin
Red and Black upon His throne
Brother of the Judging king
He showed me the darker side
Of power and human will
Of sex, of chaos, of madness
And of that new
by ~kalahie
MemorandumGhosts of a restraintMemorandum
That burned and dented flesh
So easy to fall apart beneath its teather
So easy to rot and decay and burn like the leaves in september our own morality fatality The unavoidable rage and pain of an animal howling begging for finality
The past can only exist in memory
so how much would we give to forget?
by ~kalahie
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