virus writers

You, being sane (I assume), have to wonder along with me how the minds of the virus writers get to be that messed up in the first place. Furthermore, we now have to imagine as well these blatant losers using the world’s email systems to carry on a private conversation. We have to imagine it Continue reading virus writers

Littleblood

O littleblood, hiding from the mountains in the mountains Wounded by stars and leaking shadow Eating the medicinal earth. O littleblood, little boneless little skinless Ploughing with a linnet’s carcase Reaping the wind and threshing the stones. O littleblood, drumming in a cow’s skull Dancing with a gnat’s feet With an elephant’s nose with a Continue reading Littleblood