Monday, June 8, 2009

Letters to a Fetishist Vol. II

Letter 3

This is not real...pay no attention to this advertisement.

(no body)

Letter 4

Confessions of a confused troglodyte.


Madness! Play track 3! Play track 3! PLAY IT TWICE!!! The musings of altered states cannot be described with mere smudges on physical objects. It is here in this wretchedly palpable parabola that the truth can be known. Is it all for the birds? The snakes? THE FUCKING OCTOPI!? It isn't my right to guess...

I sit here in my shell pasting pictures of languid faces on the inside. I fear the vast ocean might envelope me in chaotic disarray. I welcome the creatures that feast on the putrefying corpses of beasts far greater than myself for they give me an opportunity to nest in the souls of the sick. I DON'T WANT TO GET RAPED BY A DOLPHIN! However...what a way to die.

The bums...they're fucking wizards. All of them! You can tell by their wise beards and magic breath. They make sweet love to the sky in Hello Kitty! armor. Their swords like an over sized phallus thrust deep into an alarm clock. HOW ELSE ARE THEY GOING TO WATCH ANIME PORN!? At least they're honest about their contentedness.

I confess my sin's to you, oh great and powerful Jebus. Thanks for this slice of cheese called writing!

1 comment:

  1. is that why you told me you were going to make me hello kitty armor someday? i see you madman you...i think i get it...perhaps not, you are a complicated sir.

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