

Scripto Inferiormomento mori i am the blank slate, tabula rasa bleed on me and wipe me clean i am your palimpsest imprint me, write me, create me i am the reflection of your own soul the recollection of yourselfScripto Inferior
the way you might have been, unbroken; only i can read the secret words inscribed there after all the world is a town in which inflexible people burn as heretics my every thought contains the same suffix which i received in instruction
from the father and the mother to the son taught thereby you are the key to my unstrengthening. you are the key to


Call Me Any Timethis mighty blaze consuming every drop of rain forces uneven colliding and one being utterlyCall Me Any Time
annhilated the flicker-light that haunts faces makes me feel sedated
when the options of the hard life are played out when i need something in me
that you all take out i can lie here on my bed of coals splayed out and you'll come find me today its so simple its like a sick joke strap on the cilice and pray that all i might need is a quick poke compressed in singularity by the beat of your fell stroke
like moist tongue


i want to make you breatheyou cold water in the end of my spine when i taste your want in your kiss and it tastes just like this you sweeten and ferment ripen on the vine just out of reach like the ache in my jaw in my gums and teeth when i want to eat you lurk in my throat squeeze and release i want to breathei want to make you breathe
the air you breathe and i want to see the things you see in me and i want to be that thing in me that makes you breathe so hard and fast makes your eyes roll back you gasp i clasp you closer feel you melting down the f


Name Lives Ondepth of cold empty spring-fed she didnt sleep when she went to bedName Lives On
(with my best friend)
heavy gut warmth stone-smooth flea chews on you
(he wants your blood)
bare-bones lying long turns green such stains never clean
(you cant wash it out)
pay-per-view like you've never seen blind brains bright screen
(you cant watch it now)
funny-boy smiles just like he means it this meat so sweet
(you cant stop me now)
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The Surreal Arts
The exquisitecorpse
CollaborativeCorpse
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Halleleujah, I'm not breathing, Halleleujah.
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The impossible is possible tonight
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Halleleujah, I'm not breathing, Halleleujah.
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The Surreal Arts
The exquisitecorpse
CollaborativeCorpse
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The Surreal Arts
The exquisitecorpse
CollaborativeCorpse
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The Surreal Arts
The exquisitecorpse
CollaborativeCorpse
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The Surreal Arts
The exquisitecorpse
CollaborativeCorpse
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The Surreal Arts
The exquisitecorpse
CollaborativeCorpse
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