

the loverswhen they burned off all the ropes that bound them the flames didn't even touch their skin their clothes went up in smoke that woke up heaven but even god could not punish their sins they broke their fast on nectar and ambrosia they fattened on the flesh of all the sheep they made love in the shade of the tree of knowledge and on that spot they drifted off to sleepthe lovers
and evil never broke beyond their forcefield and sorrow slept in shadows of the past the spell of lonliness has long been broken
the gardens of their joy are ever vast
when they burned the bridge


burning down the worldi'm painting a self portrait with the toxic blood of daysburning down the world
in which i bled an angry swarm of bees and centipedes were curling in the corners of my mouth while i was running on a pair of broken knees
and now the sun has set, so i'm crawling from my cave i am building bridges across the evening sky i'm blotting out the sun, i am burning down the world if you look you'll see the flames still rising high
i formed a pair of wings out of the knives stuck in my back it hurt like hell to soar above the world i used them to fly over to the ones who stuck them there and too


all these things and moreyou're a tapeworm that festers and writhes in my gut an infection that discharges pus in a cut you're a bedbug that comes out to feed in the night a mugger in shadows afraid of the light a whore on the corner who's spreading disease a rat in the sewer infested with fleasall these things and more
you're a fly on a shitpile breeding maggots and filth a bottle of booze and a handful of pills
you're all these things and more- and so am i greater than the sum of our parts
you're a vial of crack sold to kids in the park a ramora that chews on the fins of a shark you're a knife in the bac


the god insidei searched for god at the summit of this mountain and found that he had been there all along imagine disappointment and confusion when everything he told me turned out to be wrongthe god inside
he said that he'd been there for at least a million years subsisting on the blood he'd turned to wine and the wisdom that he'd gained from all this lonely introspection
had hardened up his heart and softened up his mind
he begged me not to leave, but i knew i couldn't stay but i joined him in his drunkenness for just another day we talked about the world and life and all philosophy as i
Not only is your art absolutely fantastic, your written works are just as amazing!
-- Jared
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May God help me if I ever have to use my art...
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oh, what the heck...
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All healed and unkilled.
The Karacol Tarot
My Jewelry Work
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What one girl fears in the night
Is another girl's paradise...
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