The insects have bewitched her

(Source: cosmic-trash)

yyuks:

w0l0w1zard:

fitandhealthyforlifee:

friendlyneighborhoodcurmudgeon:

Two MSU basketball players raped a woman in the dorms then one admitted to it. Their only consequence was that they had to move out of the dorms. This picture is of me and one other woman holding up this banner during Midnight Madness. Two other brave souls had a banner on the other side for a while before some jerk started playing tug or war with them over it. This was taken before we got booed at by 10,000 people and police escorted from the stadium. 

How screwed up are people to boo at this? 

Let’s keep reposting this. Rapists should be charged.

how is sport more important than the lives of women? like honestly baffling

yyuks:

w0l0w1zard:

fitandhealthyforlifee:

friendlyneighborhoodcurmudgeon:

Two MSU basketball players raped a woman in the dorms then one admitted to it. Their only consequence was that they had to move out of the dorms. This picture is of me and one other woman holding up this banner during Midnight Madness. Two other brave souls had a banner on the other side for a while before some jerk started playing tug or war with them over it. This was taken before we got booed at by 10,000 people and police escorted from the stadium. 

How screwed up are people to boo at this? 

Let’s keep reposting this. Rapists should be charged.

how is sport more important than the lives of women?
like honestly baffling

(Source: goforthandagitate, via druggey)

learn the curves of my body

NOT A BOOK

UNLESS ; I write it

               with my teeth

books won’t know

what 

to become

without

earth

The News: 

go(es outside

to find the weather

[channeling static] electric

city informing Robotic permission

to allow a Load of laws

rub you way wrong

and curvy, not like the curves                                   of my body

Rhythm is produced by the sequential arrangement of 

sounds and silences in time. Significator = pulse

single written worth felt

                                  accentuation tones

The exploration of patterns

culture-chord

primary color theory

diminished      inverted

by vertical arrangement

extension of consonance  (dissonance)

above the root clusters built of adjacent 

The Relationship together

yet not at the same-time

the harmonic

meets

the

structure

and 

scaler roots

Family that I faith fully whole ness breath on the shoulder blade, Do you have my (mess)(nest)? Do you want my legs to curl around your head inside gold mittens (that it may) (that it might) Cave In 

Snow Oh no there will not be me in 

O re gon(e)

Cave In                        We fought, we fell and we fiddled all in the hail of blood                              Close my hinge and your eyes

the door it has a slide and mind has a flap

I am working on a key I will open just for me. And i really really want this more than the scurrying spider across the floor. If I treat it right. SoLuster

into towels deviled in twice the night. It took me out we rode at the storm. Bit, shadowed biting drone sitting I swallowed A light. Come into my love like a mandala curl. At the tip (singing) singe sad lightening scolded me cold and crying . ohhoah. womb it spit me in my home

now and for: tightly lips like lush like thee (blankets of frightening voices to shield my battle not my, batting eyes. Eyes know the smallest of back my bra and bedroom Rolling of tongue unrolling I am weird please do not fear when i do not stay awake ; to sleep in; I stay awake

STONED NATS [rocks that have caught on to each one to teach 1

ROCKS NATURALLY balanced by: Water 

Ruby Tora Are you like a slate of wood, to carry teacups or are

You. As great as gold in a mine. Oh, a mine. mine-minemine. I have mine I AM OMY

Ohm.

Wild the wind it is wild wind is wild wild the wind

weeds

weeds

weeds please be my babe for the rest when my body is pale as bone.

b one 

that is the habitual band of broomstick beats. We sink and so what if i told. my sweet sweet sink

full of flares from the moon

don’t tell don’t go soon don’t go at all Go to my bed and don’t look back the time into an axis of a child of a line. Of a wild wild Adult

Am I an adult-child. Oh am I alive in the wild, okay. Am I a wild a life

Did I wait for miles of states to die to show my face unto the sun it won’t hurt for long. Let it burn Burn it. ALL to the dusty wind

the wind it’s wild am I the breeze in the wind (the bees have spit a hive

teach me how to bee like a buzzing fool. I want to spit, mine spit my hive

my hive 

I need where did it crawl in the dark was a lark and cardinal barking coyote. I was wild once. They shut my eyes I didn’t look him in the

I never once heard a jingle. I hope to God of names to bend that 

that stars form over my head

Ohhh Won’t U let me backward

Earth, Mother hurts she’s in the hive Go don’t HIDE only keep me close

(warm

in toasting weather I only tell Oh I never fail to  mess up every joke and every joke is the pail. I carry wet you soak me dry in spit Try and sea what can keep in my chest of shuddering my mouth, puddling call me or don’t. I droop, I dream I cannot keep what i have been tending behind my ribs. behind the flesh the flesh the flesh. Flesh it may  eat

Eat my bo die if you please

I will wipe every note of blood of poems etched to the scrap paper [my brain] my waves they are rocking wildly for mother herd for the wild bird for the spotted seeked oh seeked he saw i didn’t open a word

We wanted a sea. So i swam and swallowed spit and wallowed. Kiss thy fellow friend on the finger. The HAND 

The tool i saw and wanted for my home to squeeze to place delicately in the Quiet where no ears have heard a peel. these peels are dangling out of my hand

1 looks like sand I let it see

float onto the shoreybeach

I set it free

it flew

away.

On waves of weary thirst where i’m not really sure of anything i should be by now. by now where they float

by now who knows.

There wild

they’re

they are wild. Let Them

be a piece of the windy wild. Too much for Earth too worthless worth I didn’t mean we could be okay for a path in a way the one i knew before i knew knowledge. Oh the city it is windy it is tall with nothing at all worth while i’ll walk for ever. That’s it. This is. the End of stories Pel- ease Transcend I will be in

You won’t find me if you look

See me? it is hope

I can’t see anything but blurs the water covering the naked body. then i breathe. Thankfully i have lungs. Hug you are solid i am not

I am what is left when the earth hasn’t a friend it is filled with silent sparking flames and flowers and

Nothing.

i mean                                                             Nothing

could convince the egg to break it’s beak before the bed has a keeper

keep-her

closely. closer

Oh. You have to move inside of me because my skin and your bones are too thick and i wanna feel you as slick as Summers heat

waves

Always

build me a ball of mud in the fall. slip into mine i’ll catch i will cradle i will never loosen the grip (the equator) shines invisibly am i imagining or are your wings growing tall? Yes. I think they are

I have no voice. My feet are not as small as yours were when you were a baby they are growing bigger every step i take i can never shake off even I stick too stubborn to sky-let

sky it has ‘nt 

had the kindness of colour 

quite like the rose of sets in sequences

succulent is sunny and wet. salt eyes burn my light

in bed. slept. not yet. Are you sick of hearing me deliriously curdle from this gross feeling of feeling i have been feeling too,

I know you                               Don’t make me                        sweat.

just come

to bed

the bed of the body(-boat-after-life-dancing human-land

marsh, moss, mud, swamp swell puddle you are such gold

I won’t tell you what to do.

If i did it wouldn’t be something to miss because you could only see the Kingdom

specie        The sailor of the  sea

The snake the spy with a belly-ache

non sense

sense             Stay Golden.

water and sunlight never hurt a gem.

Gem you are no stone

You are my home

You are not of blood

under the sea with it’s own sun. I have one

would give mine. my only one. The son of so Lucky to have spent this micro axial sphere couldn’t be more dear. Dearly for the basket

The Holy

Princes Ponyboy slowsuckslurp

stole my heart it hurt. It does still it never wasn’t swollen without you it beating is the scent of grieving the funeral of  woman

                                                 Dress how ever you would like

crawl into my coffin and lay,

Luxurious Child

are you running

are you wind wild well so am i. if you were to vanish in the smell of secret portal that popped up from the sand and only we saw and we crawled and we started rubbing our sand of skin into polished gems.

We the hen

mated. Here, I speak

of only One drome

2 breaths- What’s the difference between 

two bird one spec. (ie)

a couple                                                           of finger cramps I crept in a                                                                                land of Genie genes

They saw my maps and handed me a lamp and i handed  you my hand

then it happened

the wild

took us to the wind

we didn’t wonder how it did we never saved our sandy skin we were grains to no begin. Why would an end seek seeing people Anima

                                                                                              ghost

are you is that what you are you are so pretty i can’t look away ever. Holy take these lens; Take wind

Take mine

but only take it

if you take wind in the wild or else

the sun will melt your golden pony bone in slimy sentences that look sloppily strung from heaven junk First saint I saw

You

I heard you laughed at last.

lest you leave

never a peep

would hear the sky

here is the sky

I molded all these hues

personally                 for

                      such a saint

as a Sin. Seamless Son

You it’s only

ever gonna be

I am curious always at dawn to see which stars have scattered and survived

I am careful, must not wake the nose bleed

I love my petal and pace thy breath

I sing when i’m blowing my nose

and I hum even louder when my mouth is closed

(When i’m blowing my flower) He is Gentle babe I love to touch

each small on his back and each lash when we wave to our eyes

We’ll be back in this holding match

my squeeze is only to keep, you more for when, I feel you held, against my breast, against the backboard of thy bed. I, swept in the dusty

(Real-m)elodies of your presence in the stars as I trace I may never be sure of what to call you I  am strung a simple grasp that lives inside these carcasses. They; shells of homely bodies of gasses & skin

I’ll live with it, and i’ll give it up, when I’ve had enough

I won’t leave a note, I guess no one will ever know when the last time i’ve died really was, it could have been on any page that I never dated and i never date them

(Well I guess, I dated one)

I died on days, on vacation stories, in the bathtub when I was young,

they turned me into night I rose a light

I made them

Call me when i’m Illuminated

I never said one thing I couldn’t take to break the silence

and suddenly they called me when they named the

origin of the rain

Moon

Moon

Prince

Droma

"Does this feel weird..or

does it feel good?”

(I) Get really stoned before I go to sleep

I got blood in the hole between my thighs and the ones next to my cheeks

//the sink and glow// Rein of windress ~ sindress

I watched my conscience leave me naked and half awake I bare

will dare to hold nothing but my breath,

just as i forget the life changing in the fall (of all the seasons)

As i write until I recede

(A beat rumbles below the heat)

Rise the nīt that

falls lay to 

(In my brain / even when i’m away

I hear it play

I see the

Moon

as a holy

PORTAL

bay of breezes, water sleighs

sing ing,bells, chimmering

sinking, swey

(we’re sick as dogs)

Sitting on the floor:

of the bathroom blowing our noses as an intrument and singing delirious

The Song.

Sun me

Gun to shoot

The stars

That I almost saw project

from your face

The shape dust leaves from outer space

Oh how I got to get to the races I’ve been awake since the dawn of ages

Hotel bathroom

Hotel bathroom