I’m. Addicted to the excitement the rush of opening a page the clicks the loading bar enthralling it’s calling I’m falling inside her body Don’t. Wake. Me. Up. I’m lost in a world sweeter than a hundred packets of Splenda but just as sort lived because they wouldn’t call them highs if they didn’t have […]

Daytime Is A Bastard To My Existence

Cast aside, torn apart by wolves picked clean by vultures and sapped of any manhood left by the desperate  wishing not to be able to walk when morning light strikes their thighs still gleaming from my light injected into their living yet lifeless souls trudging in the desert, frost bitten by the night the moon […]