notes from a rum soaked sophist
Im a warped wombat with the heart of an ocelot cub, the spirit of a Spartan, the deviant desire of […]
an ewok emotive core…
She is my pet kitten, soft and playful, driven by a near constant search for mischeif. She is my mouse, […]
born in pain
Born in pain, Cruel enough to end his maternal entry point to this realm, Passed around like an unwanted, troublesome […]
cut all suspect connections…
I thought this raft was made of feathers, But now I see, after a storm or three, That its made […]
SOmetimes I feel foul…
Sometimes I feel foul, I feel like closing myself down, Turning the dan tap OFF to all but those whose […]