Wednesday, 6 April 2011


Apple pie with toothpaste
Lick a finger inside
Cut my nails
Dye them
So that I'll scruff them off
Thinking of the monster
Under my bed thoughts
The frustration
Of the Terms and Conditions
When you're fourteen
Wondering how'd you look after you read them
The reflection in the pool of leaking out blood
A shower
Water dividing
When now how does the person look is asked
Is he fatskinnyshortdoeshecomefat
But then
Everyone has a concrete image of the one
So it's just a name


Poems/short stories shall still be posted on Wednesdays.

And there's a small chapter of Noah to come up later today!

(2014): There is no strict schedule these days, have fun xD


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