Its 3 a.m. and you’ve broken all the sex toys
the waffle maker too.
So now you sit in silence
forced to recognize
the deathless awareness that is the core of your being.
“…when I created the devil, I shook the whole time. I knew I shouldn’t be doing it, but holy fuck! The thrill! As if my blood turned white hot and breathless - anything was possible. That and the devil was just toooo sexy. The endless curves and teeth - like the smell of damp earth, like the longing to tear the flesh. Shhheeeit, I couldn’t help myself.”
Good and evil arise simultaneously
and fuck and kill and eat all the donuts.
A jubilant slaughter
drinking a 12 pack with mayor’s daughter
The summer dusk coming down
like, for fuckin’ ever man!
