although i am still better than you, and you have yet to quite your obnoxious complaining or to duct tape yourself to the nearest closet door instead of obstinately toiling away with the intent to disprove this undefiable fact, the whim has now struck me to inform you that i not only better you, but i better your future self, your potential, anything and everything you could ever hope to achieve in your lifetime. you are not, and will not ever be, above me in any possible interpretation of the phrase. but i must apologize for the condescending tone and holier-than-thou attitude i thus spat into your face. my sole reason for this highly offensive act is my own inability to see any trace of self worth in my hesitant and shame-facedly insignificant self. i, again, offer you my sincerest apologies at having wasted your time and, possibly, an excursion of your efforts, which are, indesputably, of much better use to the prosperity of the human condition than should ever have been distracted by my silly babbling. but then again, being the alpha and omega and everything, i might yet indulge upon the urge to batter about your impression and perception of me for quite an extended stretch of time. for your own peace of mind, twud be better for you to slink back into your shadows of mindless self gratification and leave me to mine; for, a continuance on into the realm of my realities might very well rape the sanity from you and leave you shuffling in the dust, mumbling obsurdities to imaginary sympathizers up and down the virtual highway. but, tis your choice of course. (cursed be the day i deigned to stick man with freewill)
“What about Jesus and eternal salvation and the tooth fairy and Bigfoot?” He bit into his apple and squirt juice all down his shirt. He cussed under his breath and tried to suck it off.
I long to intoxicate myself / in this import from Nazareth.
better to just toss it all to hell
words hang soft, shriveled
Melting earwax drools / down the tensed muscles in your neck. / Unbeknownst to your deaf ear / the erotically excited fly buzzes orgasms / as it licks the forsaken noise / secreted inside that gold…
No one noticed my third piercing really stung me right in the eye of the beholder never seems to be a strong word, try to use it twice a day and call me in the morning of Armageddon brought a red skie…