"That is not dead which can eternal lie.
And with strange aeons even death may die."
And with strange aeons even death may die."
Me telling my father I’m gay.
Pray pray
O pray to him
Our Satan which art in hell
thy kingdom come
thy will be done
on earth as it is in hell
forgive us our good deeds
and deliver us from holiness
Lead us
Lead us into temptation
for ever and ever
Amen- Peter Weiss, Marat/Sade
the rain slows to a flutter
and feathers of moisture
continue to coat the tar on which
the city spent too much money
and the tires of the cars
become weak-willed against
the lightweight droplets
of down
i wonder why we purchase
items to ward away the
ingredients of life
when they may be keeping us
warm and sodden
the most comforting
coat i can imagine
falls from the gray sky
on a tuesday morning










