How to kill…the secrets that I reveal pick up a knife, the world will loose a life grab on tight, with all your might you’re going to smell the fear. In the person very near, the person is screaming…. lights are beaming, put duct tape on his face, pretend that it’s a race. Tie rope on his feet and hands…so that he won’t be able to stand.
by PAULA and HANNAH
to your body
your wooly sheets
stained with shadows.
I’m stuck on you,
you, making my lips frizz
as you pull away.
zap you back up,
you to stay, make your way
into my salty demeanor,
than dryer sheets.
My world would be fun, but sloppy.
Possibly care free and careless. people would only work until their 35 years old then they would retire.
They would have a lot of money to spend and flash, so their younger neighbors could admire them.
There would be free amusement parks and free rec-centers, free YMCA for indoor hoopers in the winter.
Every thing else you’d pay for, like food, pets, utilities, houses and ICY-HOT for your neck.
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