Monday, 5 August 2013
so then it goes.
i want to be tied to a...
i want you to hold on. i won’t work for nothing. i really want to work. i want things to work between us.
i’ve been having dreams where i’m executed by my friends. sean stays by the wall. jonny goes across the room. he says ‘keston sutherland!’ he says ‘hey schmoopsie.’ he says ‘trend in by near miss current propel ignore delete stars delete strike that today i saw a woman strike that but new wit is diktat in honey strands / murder how uncentral -’ what is it, grinning.
i want to be a just teen boy or a just pre-teen one, to be captured by girls. to be sexually abused. to be changed and tenderly loved.
how about what we do? who’s the easiest tory to kill. i say these things and my friends are shocked which is all i ever wanted but killing is in fashion look at, you my eyes are crazed my new sleep my lost sister unborn pouring gentle killing smacking hissing eat my feet you fag.
who do you think is the best?
who do you think made your mind?
did you go to eton. did you go to cambridge. did i just destroy you. my settle my balance slip oh disc or level up inland
harm it has to be to suckle lips akin to steel this
is my mouth spraying language
like a fuck like mirrors sorting umbridge gas mask let this list be long and swift my heartfelt public columbines.
why do we fuck to extremes. nowhere. i want to say to this to you to lurch into limits scuppered by tongue aflame to which you promise will my sweltered dolly tapping nil by hand by cross by dachshund scowl i flew my new sister
a sweetly down and drawn to be fucked with
each time you levitate back unsung hero
dream of cowards let’s be young. let’s be sisters. i want to make love with my newest sister.
but all too soon the door will open.
all too soon the daddy’s back.
all too soon the morning opens.
all too soon the wage denies.
all too soon your stately air is cut to watch a litter badly all too soon the air is fasting all too soon i cum too quickly all too soon my pantied bum and all too glad them famished starting every day and every dowry quick a yelp a milk a matter all those nations all that laquer all those come and compaq grouching all too eris all to nature all too wanted legs together all too megan all so Luna all so Michael Vincent Waugh my mouth is open in walks Cathy oval prompt b to ruination all those HP all those vicars all that doubt and mammoth grim all wish smarted ribbbon safron all too peaches pass your lip juice all too kind you’re all too cute and always winning fuck you winning fuck if funny heard fuck the spiral all too compute all this panty all this
i want us all to start kissing on the lips in greeting
and whenever we can.
i want to be unchanged by this. i want you all to tie me up. i want it to be ike the way friends would do it.
we’re tired of all the noises.
who’s going to change the entire world without fucking. what if you’re asexual. i’m sorry. i’m fucked off with the rules of engagement. no i won’t go onto the factory floor. you are still a tourist. you are still from your school of thinking. i don’t care if you’re getting your dick on.
i don’t care if you’re dormant flute, get int suit.
what if i want to exaggerate. i’m sorry that i sometimes tell lies to make the world look better. i’m scared of what you think of me, and a fist invading my visor.
Kalista is this very kindness. don’t be afraid
of what you’re emitting. cancel nothing of you.
why do i make these songbirds stutter. a machine goes off in the pitch of the night i started to say to say that i wondered softly wounds were welcomed Christ and pits and coming down.
where have you gone to now Jonny. do you think she’ll like this? what is that taste in her mouth today. a golden peach. 23 stuck throats aim for collapse.
this is a bit of my weirdest wild.
i want to be a child. i want to be
three years old. i want to be made
to be three years old. cancel shame. cancel privilege. cancel bodies. cancel nothing.
what about people with learning difficulties.
i’m sorry for your education.
if you just stand there can you see you’re making us hungry. i’m sorry for your education. weapons. they don’t get to think like you think. i don’t get the words you get. why are your lips so wet. did you have some water.
i’m afraid of danny. we’re on the same side.