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TEENAGE SUICIDE EXPLOSION



DREWL,

your voice over the phone turns me into a crumbling wall. imagining your handwriting makes me feel horny. my cogs really click when i think of the veins lassoed upon your forearms.

let me unwind you. let me turn your desires to stones falling inside of you, and wait for them to hit bottom. i will turn your thoughts to cirrus, ether; blood to clear blue air. me, magician, magicking your skin into the leather of an extinct animal. and you will say so this is it - my obliteration, complete. love as doom, the end of the world, where the sidewalk ends.

i imagine us in ways that would make you blush. i imagine god watching us at the very moment that i skin you like a rabbit, as my hands run across your chest, glowing in the dawnlight like swords for the forge.

god watching, shaking his head. rock and roll. deal with it.





THE STARS THROWING DOWN BLACK FIRE
LIKE THEY OWN THE DAMN SKY




i don’t want to be possessed by the caustic light of goodness, by the unholy holiness of love’s fetid black candle; do not desire metamorphosis, this trial by votive. i only want you. the rest is fallout. there is no fire without ash, no bombs without brimstone. i only want you. to hell with the rest - fuck it all devil may care rock and roll come what come may: let me be transformed, let my flesh curl at the whim of flame. i will go knife to the name for love. high-res photo

i don’t want to be possessed by the caustic light of goodness, by the unholy holiness of love’s fetid black candle; do not desire metamorphosis, this trial by votive. i only want you. the rest is fallout. there is no fire without ash, no bombs without brimstone. i only want you. to hell with the rest - fuck it all devil may care rock and roll come what come may: let me be transformed, let my flesh curl at the whim of flame. i will go knife to the name for love.