She leaves loving, lustful marks on my neck and body, the kind that attracts glances. I bathe in the acidic aftermath of attention I take a drag on the insolent apathy of the people around me. I settle into the bed Culture made. The world doesn’t need another white guy bemoaning society’s and the world’s […]Read more "THE BRUTAL FUCKING AGONY OF EXISTENCE"
Slaughtered souls; the immolated masses pour forth from the carnal abyss, Stripped, abused bodies, cascading forth bringing their tragedy into the clinical hell of illusion. Here we are looking inwards. The world coalesces in spiteful furore. I’ve checked out of the hotel and settled in at the therapists. ‘Oh Mr. Brizell, that girl with the […]Read more "To play the part"