General Deviation-whoring in 10... 9... 8...
Poetry by Delbirt-

Photography by Delbirt-



22WordFiction: The RedeadeningThey said an aerospace engineering/ clown college double major was ridiculous. Right up until my hot air animal balloon idea took off.22WordFiction: The Redeadening
Front page headline reads: Hitherto Unsuccessful Journalist Catches Nubile Mermaid, Claims to Have Discovered the Perfect Hook: Pictures Page A-7
Sometimes I lay awake at night, counting the stars; quantifiable measure of my solitude. The dog died again today. ... I'm leaving Tucson.
Wait. Contractions: two words? While Im birthing your child?!? No one appreciates what a labour intensive process a twe


All That TalkingAll That Talking
sky-scraped-knee-jerk bendcloudscapethedirk steel-silicate-castle


o u ro u r(miss-mine-all-mime-kisses and i do, mine in search of A u--like gold light of my good-morning-sunshine candle of my birthday-cake you dance so god-damn irresistibly under aspirant-i-love-yous so i don't need time to make up my mind you just sort of tease the wishes out of m--mmmm... sneaking just-like-that -oh-so-o u r


transplantthey chased me, brandishing dip pens like spears carving their names in my skin, letting me forget everything but them - and then they laughed, making that kind noise injure me forever, and then they pushed me overtransplant
white ink spilled on blank paper, never denied. and I died. and now; odd certainly to be so free, forgiven and given so much... I've never felt so lucky a little smug to think I deserve it... but don't I?
I never asked for anything, no, and I never took anything for granted (once or twice I did - I realized this and i


Past Our Dancing DaysA kitchen. MAN and WOMAN stand centre stage, in front of a counter with drawers. They are arguing as lights fade on.Past Our Dancing Days
WOMAN. Look. Its called a double suicide pact for a reason. I kill myself, and then you kill yourself. MAN. Why are we doing this again? Do I have to kill myself? WOMAN. Yes. MAN. I dont like the smell of blood. WOMAN. So what? MAN. I dont like iron either. Probably because iron smells like blood. WOMAN. Shut up. MAN. Dont tell me to shut up. WOMAN.


of a woman who jumpedShe called, and she said I love you, and I said hello? are you okayof a woman who jumped
I love you, I said, She said, I love you I said call me when you get down, call me, call me back and she said I love you.
I hadnt been watching the news that day; I dont watch TV, but wed all heard; we all knew what had happened. we were all reluctant to believe it.
I waited by my phone for several ghost hours afterwards, until the battery died.


silence, shesilence; shesilence, she
rain(breathed)drops & caught them; (droplets peppered her skin) on her shoulders,legs,face they sank /andante/ down her cheeks to the rounded softness of her chin, like tears. (but i knew she wasn't crying; she said: "let it rain let it rain let it rain")
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of course I care what you do while sedated
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I gave the green tentacle a bowl of wax fruit, and then joined his band
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AKA ~007-crazynloveless
take off your -3 armour of "frigid bitch" and ill give you my +4 "phallace of mount doom" baby
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So much belly-button fluff...........so little time...........!
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Praise the spam
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So much belly-button fluff...........so little time...........!
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Praise the spam
It's your birthday today, April 28th, and I'm here to wish you a very happy birthday, with today and 2006 giving you everything you wish for. All the best.
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Birthdays Team
This birthday greeting was brought to you by: `nyssi
it means sooo much to me
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Spare me just, three last words
I love you is all she heard
and I'll wait for you.. but I can't wait forever..
I thought you'd appreciate that
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98% of teenagers drink or have been around alcohol. Paste this if you like bagels.
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Who is John Galt?
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