postmodernists in love:2005-6:dt

in a pit with no bottom. every point is a center. everyones in hell because they loved. this moment now inside you. flat. insipid. nothing much. i cannot get enough. though there’s a train coming through. the small dark light at the end of the tunnel. all nameless under heaven rest. the word made flesh cannot be eaten. nor dispossessed of emptiness. thick. quick. maudlin moans. are the tale of a tear. running away from us. our eyes are close. impenetrable. even if you strap on a strap-on. because its better to burn in hell. than rain from heaven. two masochists together cannot last forever. unless one of us does unto the other. that which we’d have done to us. but we’re both whole thoroughly holes.

the martyrer, dt, 2007

extrusion on/off. come with me. as you are. away from these. dyscopic eyes. the silence in the star martyr's song. shooting stars, between the rain, the echo. is silence. in disconnection. the pimp, the christ. our children. deciduous martyr. inverted martyr. the martyrer, punisher of evil.

there is no sense. in some uneven summoning. you get owned on your needs. and pray. & a varying other time i'm falling down on the punisher's needs. before the glass cuts in. let us pray.

for the morning sun. my life depends on.
the day that never comes.

two ends of time completely tied.