mondaugen's

Thursday, September 22, 2005

when i raise my trigger finger

i burn just like i shouldn't. the time is a wild child. resist resist resist. i login into my head. the paper is whispering colours. the brown sunshine over my head. i piss on the flowers, kill birds with my eyes. i am so lucky today. i can go any direction but who would step in the piss? i am my own river. i penetrate the land, my body is terror tattoed. my hands spread like pest. the code word for today is fuck. i fill my eyes with sand. the flesh is hot, irresistible. this is the apocalypse of sense. the code word is: muck. rake the ship till it sinks. i churn. and i ain't no fire. the code word is: kill. sunset after sunset. i raise my fist. it is over. swallow me. burn.

::: all y'all niggaz hit the deck :::