Jon had been leaving many messages on Jim’s voicemail every day. Jon stopped leaving messages on Jim’s voicemail three days ago. Poor Jim's been facedown, naked and dead for three days now. But nobody else knew Jim was dead - till today.  

This cocoon, you tell me propels you out bubbles me in Velcro’s my soul denies you my love brittles my bones and floats my body lonely to sea. But at least they’ll find my lonely body dry. At least they’ll find my brittle bones dry.  

Jon has been leaving many messages on Jason’s voicemail every day. Jon stopped leaving messages on Jason’s voicemail three days ago. Poor Jason’s been facedown, naked and dead for three days now. But nobody knew Jason was dead till today.  

And by the certainty of death by drowning when babies lay face down in pools that reach them past the creases in their necks--- I shall be on my hands and knees on nails to hem you by your underbelly; To hem you by your under-loins, my sweet.

And by the certainty of death by drowning when babies lay face down in pools that reach them by the creases in their necks-- I shall be on my hands and knees on nails to hem you by your underbelly; To hem you by your under- loins, my dear.

And by the certainty of death by drowning when babies lay face down in pools that reach them by the creases in their necks-- I shall be on my hands and knees on nails to hem you by your underbelly; To hem you by your under- loins, my dear.

 When life gives you layers, belt it at the waist.

The sour apple lolly pop left a greenish hue to you teeth. Yumm, I lick them because they are mine and the taste is delicious; and because I shall have nothing of your body unsoiled by my saliva.

Granny is here to deliver her heathen grandson a bible she insists has the answers to everything. She stands over me watching, with mouth open, waiting - perhaps to see if I combust upon receipt; But I do not and I suppose that alone is proof enough for her that I am not too far-gone for her to save. I open it (the bible) because she is still waiting, and I am entirely certain that is what she wants and I glide through the pages with my thumb. The edges pull at the particles of my skin like g...

Granny is here to deliver her heathen grandson a bible she insists has the answers to everything. She stands over me watching, with mouth open, waiting, perhaps to see if I explode upon receipt, but I don’t and I suppose that alone is proof enough for her that I am not too far-gone for her to save. I open it because she is still waiting and I’m entirely certain that’s what she wants and slide through the pages with my thumb. The edges pull at the particles of my skin like grasshopper feet and...