Googling The Nudes of Everyone I met last night Finding my tattoo Something she did before she knew… High on one bad review, The Puppeteer of a Painted Leather Jacket Got what he came for A broken sink at sunrise A few hugs To jerk off to As the sun rose Over his broken sink
This is not Chinatown, he told The man wearing decorative band-aids on his nose Here the stakes are fake Hollywood Toys & Costumes Social Status Spheres All NyQuil Until
She lunges out of a burgundy room terrifyingly on cue “You’re never one to miss something when its about you” “You’ll understand why soon. DID YOU KNOW BULLETS IN JAPAN DURING WORLD WAR 2 WERE SLOWER, THEREFORE SUPER VISIBLE AND BLUE? CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW BEAUTIFUL IT MUST HAVE LOOKED AT NIGHT, THE WHOLE FIGHT LIT UP LIKE A PARTY? HOW MANY PEOPLE DO YOU THINK MISTOOK BULLETS FOR DRAGONFLIES AS THEY DIED? PROBABLY so many….”
I notice another mans back is attached to hers His arms crossed like K-pop She blushes for having turned him into such a pet She didn’t know she could do that yet!
A Gentleman’s Guide to Telepathic Focal Points Definitively Defective Ventriloquism Aside It feels good because it looks bad Cliche as that red balloon this afternoon which nevertheless had to be listened to naturally it led to stained wood skin Please please please by James Brown Please Begin +_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+_+
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