bite your lip.

Real happiness
On my back
Along my ass
Down my legs
(Between my thighs)
To my feet.
Shade, sun, and sand
Or just eager hands.

crazy story,
hearing things that arent there,
seeing things that arent there
you never know, you never know.

Hearts beating so fast,
My shirt is moving.

liquid slut.

i never found my mystery man, despite my efforts and a couple of wrong guesses.


where are you?

cookie jar television

your bones give me bruises
we're in a room of tarp and yard waste
rotting together
breaking sweat in sweaters
out of our misery in the cold winter weather.

sex and liquor keep us warm
breathing in the sharp sweet vapors of chloroform
you are dead dead dead
im wet
and you're dead.
i'm sitting in spiderwebs
giving you head.

our hearts are fucked
so we fuck.

tuesday.

did you catch how beautiful it was outside today?

(2003)