3/3/06 - Friends and Family
The first week of terror is near complete.
Friends and Family
J.W. Hastings observes...
A gleam in her eyes,
The straps bit deeper: he hoped
It was just a game.
towards gleaming plugged-in nail gun.
Baby go bye-bye.
in water most putrescent
as he waits to eat.
look, there's an empty cabin.
Let's open the door.
and...
the old portraits all in dust.
Eyes are watching you.
and...
he silent serpentine beast
It is time to feed.
Just made my first kill, nigga.
Fuck, I want nachos.
green, chewy strips of slug meat.
Please sir, hold the salt.
“What’s in my granny’s knickers?”
She’s asleep. He peeks…
Enjoy your weekend.
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