

I Hold You Between My TeethIf I could only crack you open god knows I would in an instant, rolling you between my palms or squeezing you with my wrists and hands flat on your back. It's like I'm on Callisto looking down at you, little acorn, as you peer through that small opening, eyes fixed on the violent sky, I can only hope this moon crashes into you, splitting us open in desolate space, only our own gravity holding us together as we spiral back.I Hold You Between My Teeth


ArnoldArnold, an architect, approachable, always amiable attire, amicable attitude. An affordable address at Alabaster Avenue. An accommodation amply adorned; ancient African artefacts and abstract articles attained at art auctions. Arnold acted as administrator at Abel Architecture Association. Always awake and attentive, awaiting academics after apartment amendments and adjustments. An answerphone assembled at agency, angry amber Aldebaran, an alarm appearing as an alternating apparition, awaiting attention.Arnold
An August afternoon, Arnold aches after accelerated aerobics alongside a


I love you with tourettesyou're all SHIT PISS COCKSUCKING OVERFUCKING AWESOME!I love you with tourettes
because 'I love you' didn't quite cut it.


to the page it's relevantI miss her hair, thin as it is thick, I quiverto the page it's relevant
when she kisses back in my dream, sleeping somewhere else,
I miss collecting the sounds from her mouth now the seals on the envelopes taste like tequila
and all the cognition I fail to arrange, to the page it's relevant,
yes, but it's not what I'm thinking in those five hundred dreams in the places my hands went without her I miss my peasant magic against her castle walls, a drawbridge
falling in fast pursuit, in fair disguise
of her lower jaw, I miss the dreams that were hanging over me,
last night, where her hair ought to have b
I am special, aren't I. xD
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Before I cross my heart and hope to die at all
Take off my mask and leave the lies to the liars
~The Used
~ Pan n Tink
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Without the heart, there can be no understanding between the hand and the mind...~Madonna
Wherever you are just keep writing.
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Make [your] characters want something right awayeven if its only a glass of water."-- Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
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Moved to ~ARIrish.
You don't know how to swim, and the atlantic would just swallow you and then you'd die.
Also, they have polar bears in Nunavut, and they will also swallow you and then you'd die.
Therefore, chose neither, and don't die because then you'd be not alive and I'd be sad.
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