jpaulgorman

c                  f living on words                           c set fire to your house                            g abandoned your birds                                  c forgot to let your dog out f                                                ...

wish of dreams like that the kind that make you write the kind that make you sweat the kind that make you hurt wish of quakes like that the kind that rumble the kind that shake the kind that lasts for seven full minutes wish of sounds like that the kind that breath with you the kind that live in you the kind that comes from you wish of skin like that the kind that is smooth the kind that is wet the kind with nerves wish of love like that the kind that gives the kind that saves the kind that last for seven full minutes

perked up by halter tops and tight jeans the ridiculous cost of it all holy smokes those girls are beautiful the long considered placement of curls.

his aim was unaffected by the heavy breathing he lay on his stomach arms propping a gun butt imbeded in his shoulder firmly peering through the scope a monster arises the moment of justice and responsibility through training he learned the best methods squeezing the trigger with constant pressure the scope revealed the removal of another

well, the time i went over to the bar near the strand, the one by the halo sign, i encountered a mosquito. standing outside, looking for drink specials. he was a huge mother! bigger than a dragonfly! he sat on my arm a minute, seemed like, and buzzed. a sound i've heard before, and would after. loud it was. louder, i mean, than normal. with a healthy looking tail, full of blood i suspected. thought it was too hot for mosquitos, but it had rained. i didn't trust this mosquito and knew he, or she, would strike. the blood suckin' led me to decide it was female. to my misfortune, i failed to act in my defense, probably due to misguided empathy. after a sharp pain, the vulgarity, and a late slap, immediately a rising, iching, wound appeared. knowing the days of discomfort to come, another vulgarity was released, and then a rush to the indoors, into the bar. the bartender provided a cube of ice, and a drop of tequila soothed before and after the shot.

millions, billions, and trillions of waves raging through the ocean. each one very distinct each one deadly and beautiful. he took on the ones coming towards him punching them wildly and triumphantly. salt water in his mouth and nostrils flared gasping for breath before the next one arrives. high tides.

she felt his wisdom was manufactured a calculated response to her misunderstandings little did she know, he was a wanderer walking the hills above the city in a desperate search for he knew everything was bullshit that it would all change and never be the same regardless of his wishes and dreams of a frozen world, a frozen moment happy couples were miserable relaxation was fleeting and forced prayers were offered by habit and dogs barked in the distance

brave, brave sinner gets the fixes despite the pains stays out late in hopes of stranger love washes her feet in the muddy rain brave, brave sinner holds my heart in her trembling hands shimmering tension of ungiven love the cravings we both understand brave, brave sinner sleeping in your eyes of blue glossy lips and walks of dignity cold shoulder and nothing i can do brave, brave sinner soft music and bright, breezy scenes you and me and no clocks around our love together goes unseen dd7g cg dd7g cgd