Saturday, February 14th, 2004
Dominatrix, Guiness, good friends and poets. Passion filled rendezvous in automobiles at sunrise. Cannot bring myself to sleep for reasonable hours. I only see the moon. Cold, black, evenings of fluid exchanges. Black coffee. Hands covered in my own semen. Continously muttering the same words every morning in a dehydrated stupor. "Doomed, we're all doomed", until I realize I'm saying this loud enough for the neighbors to hear... and I wonder how long I've been doing it for.
Dominatrix, Guiness, good friends and poets. Passion filled rendezvous in automobiles at sunrise. Cannot bring myself to sleep for reasonable hours. I only see the moon. Cold, black, evenings of fluid exchanges. Black coffee. Hands covered in my own semen. Continously muttering the same words every morning in a dehydrated stupor. "Doomed, we're all doomed", until I realize I'm saying this loud enough for the neighbors to hear... and I wonder how long I've been doing it for.
xgonexkissinx:
come and hang out, fucker
maraschino:
sounds interesting in a psycho poetry kind of way.