hellsforheroes

I guess sometimes, my journal is about as fun as aids...and its funny, when I am bored...there is nothing, and when I am busy full, there is everything..hint hint, robotic retardation...have a morsel to suckle the irony out of...and read using multiple meters...like really smart pop-up realizations, or really lame shit...your choice, if you show up.


Why bother

I was having a conversation
With
My penis
About advice

Columns
Of concrete
God
Lactating

Milk
From rose parade
Silk
And orchid

Pustules
Flowering
Into female
Nudity

Openly
Grape
Swindled
And, I lost