

the kiss and kill syndromefunny, everytime i die i'm inside her smiles those that echo to me, in wanting whispers andthe kiss and kill syndrome
invisible wave-goodbyes from behind calming curtains;
she hides and peeks.
and i'm all smiles with the hook beneath the skin of my unsettled fingertip, the feather heavy heart swings like a pendulum and the hook digs deep;
she put it there.
10 seconds of blinding light she pricks my finger in a daze
of teary eyes and ancient ghosts, sweetly lost in splashes of singular bright blue circles and cheap lullabies. &


untitled as of nowI hung up the phone, speechless, wholly alone in the cold recesses of my compact sedan parked on the side of that strange, vacant road. The dusty clouds scattered themselves across the gray sky, entirely content on blocking the sun and stealing all its warmth. The sun, though covered, still attempted to illuminate the sky. Those insensitive clouds, radiating but bleak, mocked me as they pretended to be the glory of the sun. I could not bare the glimpse of that pathetic excuse for the sun any longer.untitled as of now
My hands felt the small electrical signal of the cell phone die away as I mournfully switched it off and tossed it to the empty sea


The Kisses Stay SurrealShe lies beside resting her weary bones. The colors transform to a shade of red. Unplug the lights and disconnect the phones, So I may approach the thoughts in my head. Her figure warm and calm in my embrace, The curtains falling, they seem to eclipse The cool blue eyes, her delectable face, My desire to taste vanilla lips. She’ll carve my heart with her red, shining teeth And entreat me to taste the royal meal. But understand the heart that lies beneath When I love you but keep a kiss surreal. My dear if god were real it could not mold A love more deep thanThe Kisses Stay Surreal
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What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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Every time you kill a kitten, God masturbates.
excuse my indiscretion...but you seem like a rather disturbed individual...
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We must imbibe of the darkness...
If we are to survive the night alone
-Erik thor Wright
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Melancholy is delicious even when it starts to spoil.
Finally, the print is available...
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jtd's p r i n t s -- rdd's p r i n t s
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Look me in the heart
and unbreak broken,
it won't happen...
anyway i liked one of your poems so i stopped by to see some more
hope life gets better for you. take care.
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