i point my pistol toward the pale gray matter
and the gun goes bang and his braincells splatter
and his senile mother's screeches reaches toward a fervor
and i hate to have to do it but i'm going to have to hurt her.

i swing the barrel toward the nice old lady
and i say a prayer to send her to a better place, maybe.
now i've got to find a spot to hide ( Read more... )

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well, cats, looks like the warm fuzzy is a come creepin back upon us once more. twas a long dark winter filled with much fear and hopelessness, but, then again, wot winter isn't, i ask ye and yer kind? it is time though, once again. time to spring forth from the dank bowels of wot was once my mind and venture back into the land of reality. time to ( Read more... )

please folks,  keep those  death threats coming. keeps things interesting. no need to leave a name, just tell me why and how you want me to  die. pray to yer  stink fuckin god that i dont find you, though. you gonna wish mammy never squirted  you out her stinkhole twat, if that happens. do threaten me, though.  a good anonymous death threat always ( Read more... )

There it was,
destined for death and digestion and helplessly lost in a hopeless depression. No place
to hide from the rats when they smell a few flashes of panic and salty, wet mattresses.

There you were,
rocking yourself back to sleep. A hundred pound heap with no hole to crawl into and not much to do
but just sit back and ripen and shit bloody, ( Read more... )

wot is it funk cats. i back yall. it is a fack yall. an if ye try an take wot is mine i will break yer backs and slit yer fuckin throat and impregnate your fuck fuck with my semen. been some time though. got addicted to smack, stole things, suffered, got addicted to more smack, suffered some more, went to rehab, suffered, went to halfway hole, didn ( Read more... )

Come on in, i'll treat you nice ( Read more... )

The hot and burning cow ( Read more... )

at the end of the world with the bodies in piles where the end of the world goes for miles and miles and millions of piles of bodies lie burning at the end of the world where the world has stopped turning and people keep screaming and continue crying as millions of babies are born before dying ( Read more... )

i can stiill see the scenes of the horrors i glimpsed there i still hear the sound of the sacrificed herd at the edge of the river a woman lay breastless and bathing in blood at the end of the world. at the end of the world and the bodies in piles and the end of the world goes for miles and miles.