HC

door to the clouds is locked,

thin skin ages fast.

moments urge you to curse your reflection.

skulls who'd f**k a want for fame.

parts collected :

Martian tits, demon snout, lizard lips!

self-enslaved:

hack days and matter away!

recall claims of creatures wrapped

in

twenty-one

 

age keeps pace 

til death joins the race.

 

twenty-one; no cause

no need.  

 

give me wet lies! 

picking! pricking! inhuman face . . . 

guess my age. 

not everybody bleeds gold!

 

time is my possession;

I'll hug it until it explodes!

 

Love,

hot corpses et. al 

Reviews

[Emily B]

nobody reviewed this

i'm a little beyond astonished, 59 people viewed this piece of work and no one dared to mention how brilliant it is