Kissoon's Loop

make yourself desirable; drink until you're pliable; no more being reliable; now leave me be-- to rot, to sleep. Prozac makes me flexibl...

Will I ever make it to the age of Old; and will I stay myself long enough to measure with a wizened eye the distances I've traveled --- ...

You mould inside my mind. Your cries are heard on high; severed head held aloft; immolation is nigh. Your grip is fierce—your voice, soft— a...

From White, through static; rain; to your Door. I could have lived forever, naked and steaming— fiery being— in the October night air in whi...

que nunca expreses amor por nadie. que el cerebro fucking splits en deux. que nunca me hables otra vez; que la cara se esfuma, se derrita-- ...

Liar. How goes the Hunt; how flows the acid you spit daily from your White mouth? How roils my vitriol through your weak constitution? Had I...

throttle my rattling brain to rubber my caterwauling soul to ember. limber are my limbs akimbo battling to breathe the gutt'ring ...