#bisected

[dougielombax]

Darth Maul be like:

“I was simply minding my own business after killing a Jedi when the Evil and Horrible Kenobi suddenly arrived out of nowhere and violently HEWED out mine own legs from under me!”*descends into hysterical despair*

[bbybluebby]

➸ satoru gojo, the strongest

[gorenatr]

-but enough about me, how are you?

[inuristuberularblog]

Theyve sliced the rat, finally we know peace.

[originalpear]

What if this was the only image on the Voyager Golden Record [ID: Digital black and white illustration of my American fuzzy lop rabbit fursona, Pierre, lying flat on the ground with his mouth open, bisected in half down the middle. End ID.]

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[ihaveawfulfriends]

I mean, isn’t he both?

[hiddenstashart]

[mvaljean525]

Into my stomach an explosion of stars where I rely on myself, my government name, bony letters of fingers that tunnel your bisected heart, skyward with dark.

Parasites bed my inner lining— Am I not the rubberized universe? I am its buffer and get to name things for what they are, who they serve—what order.

A plural centipede burrows outbound, crawls the spine of my hand, tells my pencil to move along, give out lead. Months of illness do that to a puppet, gnaw at her strings, place moths on her neighbors, blend them with gypsies who live the treetops uprooted.

Dare the deliberately happy to butterfly the gnarled roots of life—

That we pass too many pounds of flesh uncut. Too much genius hermitted in stereo. The round tables forgetting their bird seed. Clovers push luck to surround these hollow legs.

Why no windows on the sides of houses? Why no flames beneath stones that burn? Why do all minutes lead the blue carp and black eel now?

We’ll be passing through heaven in a split pea shell, emptied of light, hard as effusive green ore the blood corrupts daily, within and without.

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Butterfly the Gnarled

Amy King  (B.1971)

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Graphic - Tom Lovell  1909–1997