war is hell and they cut the power off

[18:34][squiggy klane] MY FUCKING WHORE GRANDMOTHER HAS BEEN BLOWING THE PHONE UP FOR 6 HOURS
[18:34][Moctezuma_] but whos the fatman grabing her by the boob?
[18:34][squiggy klane] MY GRANDFATHER HAS BEEN BLOWING THE BATHROOM UP FOR 6 DAYS
[18:34][squiggy klane] EVERYONE STAYS HUNGRY
[18:35][squiggy klane] AND WHAT OF YOUNG JOSEPH?
[18:35][squiggy klane] IS HE PUBESCENT YET?
[18:35][X010] im tellin ya
[18:35][X010] -_-
[18:35][wardrobe] dressed like a rodent

photographer's limerick

for MJH, PhD., who'd NEVER f with a girl

***

hickory dick'ry, a sensual flock
as you suckle my lava from volcanic rock
my delightful assistant, mrs. tabitha byrd,
winks to me and rims you as you eat your own words;

you said "strictly dickly," right, doc?

-fin-

HIGH FIVE

1 after another

sigh
i enjoy you when you're tangible (under the circumstances)
but i've been thru inconsistency way too much and i'm reluctant to go back
it doesn't help that i'm at the lowest point of my life and detoxing and lonely and desolate
so this isn't just me being melodramatic or desperate or pathetic about you and me
in addition to thinking about you, i'm having a very hard time.

and it won't let up. there's no break. nothing. it's so bad and everything keeps fucking up that i almost have to laugh, bitterly, into the cold

because there has to be a higher power or a curse or something

because if the universe was indifferent,

then this much bad shit one-after-another would not happen