Sunday, November 1, 2009

external acceptance

Unraveling the truth of a past which goes on to haunt and taint the future.

Schlepping 'round town in fancy boots.

Old, without a purpose that goes beyond the self.

Inherent sexiness cannot be contained by crying out a thousand Hail Mary's while chained to a church pew. Such an attempt forces an inevitable explosion, leaving pieces of beautiful flesh to graze upon a pile of dirt laid so "neatly" above hell. Animalistic desires unleashed through tragic circumstances will scramble, chew up and spit out a sound moral code, turning the steady hand of G-d invisible, even though it remains right where it always has been - upon us.