Thursday, January 10, 2013

Pleasing Nightmares

Our nightmares
touched us.

We were only kids.

Our nightmares
didn't care.

They still follow us
to this day.

They come alive
when we are working,
when we are feeding our pets,
when we are doing nothing.

They still touch us.

They force our hands
on their genitals.

Over and over again.

We make them
cum
everyday.

They are addicted
to us.

There's no use
trying to open
our eyes.

They want to
haunt us
forever.

They will.



Thursday, January 3, 2013

Remember to Bathe

His sickness was his cleanliness.

His ultimate goal in life
was to be
the cleanest human being
possible.

You see,
the value of his corpse,
his soul,
depended on this.

They told him so,
in his dreams.

He could sell his body,
if it was clean
enough.

Either to heaven
for eternal peace
or to hell
for eternal pleasure.

What was his choice?

What would yours be?

There's only one way
to find
out.