Request to Communicate Denied

Destroy it how sand flash bangs, tit, tat, rip your face clean open palm so you gotta smile so you must admit that gaping at her is judgement that turns you on quick like on switch like conflict one position up take it baby detrimental grasp on her hips lurid, I want to make you uncomfortable the way it feels to know how much time there is left to see death raised on your skin, eat you so slow tricks you to think you'll live for ever and fuck for returned minutes can't watch yourself rape her perhaps it isn't stated consciously that's what it's like getting raped by the sun afraid to roll up sleeves afraid to step out of a bucket of tar afraid you couldn't be afraid like it if you tried splinter vertebrae and let your neck hang on it, slide toward a growing mass until everything crawls and everything makes you angry.

everything makes you angry.

The act of relinquishing have you considered what this might mean. Scratch and grind like dogs do when they lock their jaw in a moment of the most real. My enemy that is a friend, no words hold us so close as the hill that we slide toward gestation. Hate is the wind that surrounds a pause.