the search for reason, is saturated in catacombs

Aug 12, 2008 11:43

anvil pillows, and gas grenade sheets. riot control gear gets stripped from police. bundle bombs strapped to a virgins slender waist. chewed up the place lika tasty cake. stake one and hold em', i'm aces all in. gaze uncontrollable, lookin for zen.

uselessness
bottom of the barrel
syrupy grime
oak cask
dust
spiders
nuero toxins
hunting super man and killing him
bringing beauty to my beautiful
trust
pain felt through emotion [like being kicked in the stomac]
breathlessness
falling very fast past a cliffside, with nothing to reach for, because it will just send you pulverized into the wall, so just get ready to hit the ground and die
death is the card of change in tarot.

6 moon season.
seeing trails
voids
gravity
luminence
hour glass features
smacking, slaping, choking, scratching, biting
falling asleep cold and alone
jelly fish
flipped turtles
owls and hawks
rabbits
snakes
goats
sharks
bears
llama fur is the softest
stabbing bulls through the skull, as it tries to stab you
bloody ears
glared eyes
concern for someone else

graveyards
donut shops
ship yards
graffiti
hoodlums
cops
evil people
angels
being hardheaded
the beach
skate boarding
stick shift
waves
sleeping, drunk, in the AM hours, under the sun on the beach
high rise views, of sunsets and sky
winter mountain resort skys
hot tubs while its snowing
driving faster than 130mph
waking up next to her, and knowing she thinks your the best thing in her life

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