[Some doors only close]
“That’s ridiculous,” the boy child states to his manny. “I swear to you,” the manny promises, arms raised in surrender. “Prove it,” the boy challenges. “I cannot,” the manny shrugs. “Why?” the boy asks. “Cause. Think about it. It’s a door that ONLY closes,” the manny suggests. The boy thinks this over for a bit. “I suppose you’re right,” the boy child decides. “But then how am I ever supposed to find out whether or not you are?” “You will find out someday, but not today,” the manny promises. “Promise?” the boy confirms. “Promise,” the manny reiterates with an offered pinky. The two pinky swear.
Alas, the only thing that you need to know is that there’s nothing that can ever BE known, which means that to know anything at all is to know nothing, Read more
And as she lay there, spread wide, belly down on the disheveled mattress, with a big beautiful buttock filling both her hands, Read more
Sometimes you can’t get enough of it; sometimes it can’t get enough of you.
Sometimes it hurts like hell; sometimes you know the pleasure will kill you.
Sometimes you lie to preserve the truth; sometimes you tell the truth to preserve a lie.
Sometimes you hope the end never comes; sometimes all you want is for it all to end.
Sometimes you force yourself to believe that everything will be okay; sometimes okay abandons you. Read more
If I overexpose myself, I will turn to pure light. If someone else overexposes me, I will turn to pure light. If someone inadvertently overexposes me, I will turn to pure light.
My contribution is as TK Camas.
“Well, of course you just procrastinate. You just make up stuff that makes no sense to you, and then, well, you know, you just sort of come off as a crazy person, and yea, it’s never a bad thing to gain a little pity or, you know, what?, the sympathy card, vote, and like that. Right? Sorry, what was your question?” Read more
Add a little warmth to your life;
Feel a bit of something new change you,
And in the big scheme of things, you either yield or eradicate.
Dawn reveals the transition;
Visible but taken over by your additive,
Upon the horizon you begin to disappear;
Without light, you’re confused with black.
She paces slowly in front of the stove top range. Slap, slap, the heels of her men’s-size-12 woolly slippers hit the composite-plastic-looks-like hardwood floors with each sloppy, frustrating step. Read more