A Different Interpretation of the Obvious

[mutedbysociety]

And a beef will rise again, broken machine in his hand. Ten words: Snapping bunnies. Twitching. Gurgling. Forget the bombs in your eyes. Roaring with whispers to the tiny bunnies. SMASH those fucking bunnies. Send them information in a sensationalist manner. THEY CORRUPT. Heads snapping and misspelling eyes twitching in response to the sound of the words. Red world-like words zooming boiling. Moons in the shallow sky. Roaring with whispers to the tiny bunnies. SQUISH those fucking bunnies. Twitching. Bleeding. Screaming. Bring the hammer down. Screaming bunnies. Bleeding, bloody bunnies smeared across the ground. Drool spilling down his chin unto his beard as he screams red words at a blank and pointless sky of mothers. Red words popping and crackling black. Ten words: Snapping bunnies. Twitching. Gurgling. Forget the bombs IN YOUR EYES.

I wish I could say I've never felt like this. And kissing you sucks. Sucks the life out of me. No big surprise...

Kelly