

After Life: To Hell, Not BackThe Bodies are mangles of waxy bone and tendon. Sinew drapes from them in bloody lines: From the shoulders and yellowed knee-caps like meaty web; And extend into the walls like shackles.After Life: To Hell, Not Back
Through sewers squeaking, clicking, chomping
With rats- more sallow gashes than prickly hairs- Scampering on the pipes that line, and gnawing sparks from metal.
You notice first that this is large enough For freaks on stilts to stand on brother's shoulders.
Twirled cotton- coating rolls of stiff carny papers- Scrapes tongue like the roughest sandpapers and you drool,  


The Things People LoveThe Things People Love
The things people love are boys without shirts Girls with fake tits that have cameras that work Internet pages of vomit-stained crazes Stealing your lover with cleavage-cut mazes Boys who kiss boys and girls filled with hurt Legs and a body attatched to a skirt
The things people love are boys without shirts Girls with fake tits that have cameras that work

DON'T CLICK THIS!!
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Insanity is bliss
Where are we going and why am i in this hand basket?
I got to the end, but I cheated by using my hot and sexy knowledge. I am the man.
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Why did I say that?
you cheater!
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Insanity is bliss
Where are we going and why am i in this hand basket?
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Why did I say that?
So, Insomnia still?
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Insanity is bliss
Where are we going and why am i in this hand basket?
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