Posts Tagged ‘leg’

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Understand the solitary man
Burnt out tree lost in a forest of loneliness
Pebble under an infinite mountain
He puts on a mellow album
Smokes a couple of cones
Lights mandarin flavoured incense
Stares at the dirty plates and empty drink bottles surrounding him and recoils at how dirty the coffee table is
Considers doing the washing
Considers moving the dirty plates to the kitchen
Doesn’t move

His mental soliloquy:
“Oh my filth, my precious filth
No-one can tell me to clean up
At least I know where things are
Oh God ,I’m getting fat
My back aches when I walk
I’m going to die alone in a rented room
From a heart attack or lung cancer
Or I’ll get diabetes and someone will chop off my leg”

Paranoia, paranoia most foul in lonely rooms all over the world where excess men who nobody wants live out their pathetic lives
His personal space is small
No-one wants to invade it
His dreams are always full of women
But his life is empty of them
Too depressed to jerk off but soaked in longing
Waiting for death
Understand the solitary man

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Bind my legs with razor wire
Pluck my eyeballs with a spoon
Fry my cock in boiling oil
Bury my feet in lead
Drown me in the river
Until I’m surely dead

Beat my meat with leather wax
Spin my tyres backwards
Baste my tastes with vinegar
Trip my brain with acid
Drown me in the river
Until I’m surely dead

Strangle my neck with barbed wire
Rip out my guts with hooks
Pierce my ass with broken glass
Spin me out with weed
Drown me in the river
Satisfy my needs