#dirtystreerat

[dirtystreetrat]

fuck climbing

I wonder if I was just holding back  or  refusing to swallow what my lips thought were thick?

...either way...I swear--there will be no climax

[dirtystreetrat]

Writing—is a lot like talking, I think.

Or at least that’s how they put it in to words—“so to speak”

And that’s where I get confused

—So let me unravel this for you

…words drip out like hot bullshit from my fleshed lips

Tell me something funny I don’t know

I’ll tell you something funny you do know

We are like this—empty vocalized breaths begin— :: I can’t hear what I’m thinking::

I never could hear. I never could feel—so why speak?

Writing is a lot like talking—“insert something all encompassing here.”

[dirtystreetrat]

How long has it been since the letters have stopped being written in your head?

Wingless birds do rest in my head.