berenique
are the girls in the hall, moving their bodies to that reverberating sound
are the walls as another shell impacts and levels what hasn't been torn down yet
am i by the beauty of some people
are you by whatever strikes your awe
The future and the war,
Both are over,
So said the speaker.
through the tunnels they went
avoiding the trains thundering by,
trying to use the shaking tunnel lights
for timers, for alarms
yelling through the echo shaft:
"now!"
"run!"
"hide!"
dust floated down on their heads
breaths unsteady in the damp darkness
we don't get a second chance, do we? we're floating around space
on this tin can called planet earth and if we fuck this up, then what'll we do.
my mother used to chew gum all day every day when i was litte. then she dropped that habit because she realised how nervous it made her.
youre doing it again, jimmy. there's the youth, there's her great skin, her firm legs, jimbo. and here are you, with that desire to touch youth. but james, don't you forget, she's only human, women are all humans, and just because she's not yet thirty, jim, does not mean she truly is that myth of youth you're projecting onto her.
when you stand at the edge of a cliff - no wait thats not the right word, were talking about science here, the empirical way, the only true way - no wait thats idelogy, were talking about the art of observation here, the way to a womans heart - no wait, thats stalking, what are we talking about then, can somebody please explain to me in an illustrative fashion?
i don't practice santeria, i ain't got no crystal ball, i had a million dollars but i'd, i'd spend it all
i could find that eina and that sancho that she's found
i'd pop a cap in sancho and i'd slep her downn
all i really want to know, i already know
all i really want to say, i can't define
it's love that i need
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you told me to watch that infernal movie, and i did, not doubting, not questioning, when in reality, i neither care nor love psychological horror/thriller movies, whatever the fuck you want to call it. you know i hadn't heard of the proverb, my english back then wasn't where it is now, and i continued to watch, drawing lines from your perception of me to the plot of the movie, and their weird ongoign addiction. scary stuff.
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