Naked Hysteria in a Cum Lacquered Cell

This is the second chapter of the misanthropic adventures of a junkie named Smith (now reread that five times fast), titled: "Naked Hysteria in a Cum Lacquered Cell". If you haven't already read the first chapter, you can find it on my blog titled: "Sick and Longing for a Walgreen's Bathroom". DISCLAIMER: NOT FOR CHILDREN … Continue reading Naked Hysteria in a Cum Lacquered Cell

Memories of the Son

I remember the sun- its light of a thousand moments, all vying for their fifteen minutes. Scratching at the sorrow of another yesterday while shivering up to a dumpster- society’s leftovers; served up on a concrete platter.   I remember her eyes. Electric spheres of blue rising over an imperfect smile- the smoking gun clenched … Continue reading Memories of the Son

HappyAngrySweetHollow

The world is full of fuck, so fuck it all. Fermented beneath overgrown mounds of earth rising like ancient crypts of the sun and while looming palms line the highway like manicured streetlamps erect in the majesty of their phallic order- American perversion taking the world by storm. A child wonders at their father ‘Does everyone feel this … Continue reading HappyAngrySweetHollow

Abstract Diatribe

The earth is wet. Locked in thought as we trudge across this crimson landscape haunted by memories, and inundated with fleeting smiles (half grins polished over gaped mouths) Full of shit.   Lost within the herd each individual appropriately labeled costumed, and socially binding- writhing against the tepid bravado of our worth.   Instinctively anxious … Continue reading Abstract Diatribe

Five-Hundred Circles

Indianapolis a once promising sight for freedom, industry, and corn. The fastest city in the western hemisphere- where men from all walks could aspire to drive in five hundred circles, chasing the emphatic roar of beer-blooded all-Americans. Another blur of high-rise industry overshadowing their investments Angry, cold, and poor. Window bars and reaching ivy tentacles choke derelict … Continue reading Five-Hundred Circles