Monday, November 2, 2015


Grisly crimson rivers sluicing all through the  cracks in my mind and sipping out of all my pores and everything is bloody and we are are floating on blood and it is gushing out into space and the crescent shaped moon is splashed and dripping with blood and all the aliens having their weddings in white dresses are aghast to be splack-acked like this.

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