Sporadically Brian

this vibethis particular flavorof bombastand brazen barbarism this is not newalbeit at levelsnever seen beforeor even thought possible but this timethere’s also a distinct texturecoarse with deep-set teethlike a big ol’ wood rasp it cuts [...]

this body goes awaybeleaguered by beastsand ransacked into submissionwhile waiting patientlyfor that one momentas the mind decides but then the spirit diesso this body’s half-eaten brainremembers only those fleeting thoughtsinsisting on existingwhen pertinent to the [...]

the important thing hereis the spicethe meat’s a bit toughbut like anything else of this naturewe can make it doif we cook it long enough no it’s the spice we need to focus onsince this [...]

sometimes and againthe truth is but a dreamor a liethat never stood a chance or the whispering of flowersthat taught us how to feelwhen feelingsremove our right to dance when existence is meaninglessand the gods [...]

a flat uneven grey surfacefills my perceptionas it rolls and rotateslike the digital backgroundof an 80’s tv sci-fi geometric patternsin constant motionappear at random intervalsthey wiggle and throb and stretchi try to catch i tryand [...]

it felt like deathcold and clammyinertyet somehow in motion a quivering massit stankwith that special kind of odorthat attracts and repels dripping with ironyand conveying only confusionto look upon it for any length of timewould [...]