meditations of a monster:
my policy is always to say what i don't mean. never to hold conversation accountable for truth. because truth isn't easily expressed, and spoken words are in their nature too easy. i like to be around inside them like a dancer inside her streamer. i like to hold them out in front
like a cloth pressed to a face
so that i can rage into them and people still hear laughter. and cut into them but people feel caressed. as long as your intentions are pure it is easy to decieve people
like a cloth pressed to a face
because people instinctively know what can harm them, but everything else flows by easily as time. and the skin peels down so soft, so fine
like a cloth pressed to a face
easy like a loose-rind tangerine. as if i were straining a ricotta.