Sunday, April 10, 2011


This is your home
Abuse it wisely

Forget everything you know about air-conditioning

Nature seeks an audience with
A variety of slogans
I can eat pussy with the best of them

A trap is set for you to dissolve

These days, these days are my true
Monitored slowly bruise

Motion denied
Flutters to the ground
Stripped of artifice, the lesser for it

Illusion is better than possible

Light slides in
Like water under the door

Symmetry through the ordeal
Lets off steam

You're everywhere