Upon arrival, 6 of the 30 chimps were found suffocated in the 2 foot cubic wooden crates they travelled in.
she stares will that expression of ecstacy and mere content. she’ll never know why i love her. she’ll never understand it. and niether will i unless i find her waiting in my room …
keep watching those explosions, keep buying those emergencies, it’s all part of this experience, and that wafer you got for 3 cents, it was cheap, so who cares if you puke it up??…
i woke up thinking about how my theory on contradiction and relief of fact holds some similarities to the philosophies i’ve heard about paradoxi and their inevitability.
push your hands into just another bare chest, / until each rib breaks in threes. / keep screaming her name at the walls, / until the chord in your throat bleeds.
At the moment JUST before impact, JUST before this little old lady’s brains would paint the ground a dull shade of post-traumatic-stress disorder, all I could think about was how I spent