Antony Hitchin

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Age: 31
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Country: UK

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Hair Brush (poem)
Current mood: creative
Category: Writing and Poetry

Hair Brush

 

ultraviolet god

neon lichen moss

hieratic control zombie squads eat

Jesus meat

flesh death cultists reward devotees in

mummified safety

New Age equals new money

red kryptonite cryptology

baby fed dross

 

                                                      insert

crimson eye

 

dissolve dogma poets

 

molest

reality consensus

of synthetic republic

no sugar

no fat

no carbohydrates

labial reductions  collagen

thick lips

ISBN numbers mutating in malls

laptop lobotomies …

 

enfant savages cultivate consciousness!

 

I am a rootless

cosmopolitan with no fixed boundaries or definable trajectories

my phallus is sacred

I masturbate in divine hush

 

the face of god is an 18 year old girl mounting a hair brush.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008.

Copyright controlled.

 

Publications Update:

11 cut-up poems in 'Instant Pussy' Numero Seis with further cut-up poetry appearing in 'Fissure', 'Geeek' and 'The Gut' magazine.

Other (more 'conventional') poetry is upcoming in 'Underground Voices' and 'Eviscerator Heaven.'

 

 

Currently reading :
Rapid Eye Movement
By Simon Dwyer

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Monday, August 11, 2008

Lycanthropy (cut-up poem)
Current mood: exanimate
Category: Writing and Poetry

Lycanthropy

 

like winter

burnt frozen in tides of glittering snow with

pain twist fresco

dreams die emanating past             fading

night sky lit by dead stars

living life in museums that preserve nothing

fingering wet forbidden thoughts of wolf face lycanthropy

conformity

                                         sanitation

                                                                                 categorization

 

yet I feel animal

soul sap

dunce cap

diverted from cause

 

are you bored?

 

masturbating unlived dreams

raw shrieking at moon

clawing moss of

Auschwitz death monoliths

networks shift

illusory

electric.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008.

Copyright Controlled.

Currently reading :
T.A.Z.: The Temporary Autonomous Zone (Autonomedia New Autonomy Series)
By Hakim Bey

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Friday, August 01, 2008

21st Century Mantra (poem)
Category: Writing and Poetry

21st Century Mantra

Satan's breathe steam from New York drains

(it's not safe                                it's not safe)

 

psychotic's walk anonymous among the sane 

[I sit with you on the bus, I'm in the park, aboard the plane …]

(it's not safe                                                           it's not safe)

 

'report any suspicious activity, all unattended luggage must be claimed'

(it's not safe                                                               it's not safe)

 

God has left the building

                

                  h

Jesus has          up his cape

                  u

                  n

                  g

 

 

(it's not safe

                           it's not safe.)

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008.

 

Copyright controlled.

Currently reading :
100 Selected Poems
By e. e. cummings

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Thursday, July 24, 2008

Language is WILL (poetry)
Current mood: exotic
Category: Writing and Poetry

Word Scientist

with different combinations seed-semen

semen-scent of new flesh hangs  whips  nervous system

various effects  words bubble in multi-coloured  Word-Scientist Occult language Magick

Magick creature shape-shifter shaman

your ABC chameleon geniuses channelling anew the electrum

                                         life

word-pictures imagery    emerges Jungian-jungle horrors of memes

migrate from Laboratory where letters creation  meme-invasion

alien brimstone come       huge fizzing phials      alchemist invocations

transforming  transmuting

twin-barrels of prose pistol pump action

Language is Will

arc sprays of nouns  steam sound   Word Witch Doctorate   vowels to create old bones

Frankenstein unknown        penetrates

subconscious.

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008

 

Deconstruction

summer bath bubbles floating

waving angel wisps

groaning souls raptured                                                              catapulting

pixelated bits

 

jelly cubes in boiled water.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008

 

Trust

trust

T R U S T - the words have been broken up

rohyphnol program of primitive flattery and

eat me invisible crawl my flesh

there is no fallacy   burn to freedom of thought

                       nought

transparent zombies walking dead legs moving biological instructions

no safety

ashes dissolving in vodka

shoot with twin-barrels twin-parasites

snakes number.

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008.

 

Goodnight

slash face  say goodnight

vapours twisting splash acid gash

sweep broad dagger        fillet        a corpse

was no light ruby red I        slash

stiff chin bruising mine vanilla carpet floor dissolve

scene fade disgusting flesh stubble zombie mind-fuck

arc maddened hate crime

             I                              coldly precise

oh god claret!

the rod covered with plastic

lock the door

black gloves wield the knife necrophilia

the knife necrophilia.

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008.

Currently reading :
The Adding Machine: Selected Essays
By William S Burroughs

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Monday, July 14, 2008

The Third Entity Volume 3: The Holy Hemaphrodite (cut-up poetry)
Category: Writing and Poetry

Gratified

Jungian mind hypnotic illusory artifice flickering

masturbatory miasmic gratification that replicates

spreads cortex

cerebral composite creation of instant primitive reptilian

a corrupted file given authority

death hormone brain-chain activates archetypes

familiar to erotic effluvia.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008.

 

Digital Death Killer

adjusts pinhole camera in lapel

murder

electro-whip perforate skin in neon

living, breathing Rosetta Stone

he tied her alone

emerges through vapour felt fedora red

contacted by advertisers

in his hands black executioner gloves

jazz and electric his eyes twinkle within exponential explosion alone the

end

Cuban shadow enough volts to leather skin

the scene of fuck scent and digital-death

crackling white electric guard disengaged

seizes rent boys uploads onto internet bathed trench pocket prostitutes sweat

his ears scan burning up

Digital Death Killer skulking in acid still bearing the beginning

 

her red stockings.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008.

 

The Holy Hermaphrodite

cease separation

separation hermaphrodic erotic composite female inter-sex

inter-sexual and passive male

orgasm of love is hermaphroditism

Chokmah active evolution mutation

The Holy Hermaphrodite

unified together one positive and negative

a new being

being coagulation of sex

Destroyer of dualities

third sex break binaries

forces Binah and death

 

union.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008.

 

The Psychic Cosmonaut

scarlet astronaut pussy

suck cock fucking with dildos praise Jesus!

believe orgasm

wretches pussy in god terrorist fantasies

black sex lesbian double ended

open ended lick and

anarchy Aleister Crowley

wet

ejaculate psychic cosmonaut

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008

 

Lizard Men

transmit instructions and evolution of shadow prison

sinister sentience breathes hidden

crackling fizzling reptile skin

chameleon parasites nest locking manacles to the psyche

frontal-lobe in human species deactivated

detached

sex sated placated by play-things

tails hidden

they exist

parasites hatch in flickering vision

lizard people

lizard random mutations deviations burning in sun

they enter ether and

breed psychic.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008.

 

Extra-Human

look mind the gap!

Cyclops tentacled mass

Necronomicron mad wanderings

beings from between the spaces

text corrupted

Lovecraft intelligence black rites

writing wriggling aliens exiting vaginas

breaking barriers in desert

unholy portals opening

alternate dimensions

extra-human.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008.

 

Pan-Sex

third eyes penetrate

damp hot wetness feels his breasts

feels grip

sucks licks labia

swallows purple scarlet passion gems

drops dribble pulses

aural spectrum sweetness honey salty inter-sex blue electric

pearls down shaft yet scent

aroma musty-sweetness sex

she diamond shimmer shiver as one

explosions contractions of slit

fingering tight consciousness

white blaze hue loathing disgust

rigid rod forms diffused

oily fingers slide sticky juices

rainbow rays as lips wedded

strokes erect nipples inter-sex

pan-sexual

joining melting trembling turmoil.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008.

 

Fertility Forest

saints dribbling

imagine I kiss safe in your darkness

through every kind the word of imperfection

joy straddled between soft devotions

fauns fauna energy detest chaste women from scarlet lips

pan-sexual Pan! Pan!

thighs blood

drink to you

kiss your feet

feast fertility forest of

Lady Babalon

lips absorbed to bodies

phallus hide restriction           sin

Graal the prime writhing in sex invocations learning perfection I Great Beast womb!

soothe me in your Holy taste upon my scarlet woman

sex-magick laughter

revelries wine

your love suck hot tongue matrix

rod engorged dedicate orgies.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008

 

Word

god had the word         god

what copy god language     their was god linguistics

is the word beginning

in the beginning was my sons word if first word

god

god is I?

and if written or spoken is the word what is a beginning?

how come

 

speak god

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008

Copyright controlled.

 

11 of my cut-up poems will be published in the poetry journal 'Instant Pussy' in September. There is also interest from another magazine with details to follow.

Currently reading :
Portable Darkness: An Aleister Crowley Reader

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Sunday, July 06, 2008

The Third Entity Volume 2: The GOD Virus (cut-up poetry)
Current mood: artistic
Category: Vindicated Writing and Poetry

GOD Virus

bacteria spliced

spliced in re-writing code!

is a virus amnesia

amnesia-ambrosia

walls inter-spliced with parasite

Sodom and Gomorrah Jehovah interloper

religion replicating

fabric drip

centuries exterminated

threat repeat repeating on time-track

planet-wide DNA manipulation GOD-DNA

murderer rapist of fire

to fabrication cerebral over-writing

energy splits time

Gnostic truth

Gnostics conditioning disinherited

from a virus!

god violator god ancestry black memories

religion a carrier

bacterium released to be copied and pasted

bacteria replicating lines

stretching primordial

Religion a carrier.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008.

 

On/Off

combat suit

vibrator switch wet

escapes hurls controls

erupts on the electric tracer tracker

gloved hand orders bending nova stars

wetter, wetter clit

engorged

open musty sweet currents ruby red

slips thighs fingers flip dial bolts

orgasm on/off

on/off

glimmers on precipice

gamma ray blue drops gun signal bleeping infra-red

red coronets

scarlet voice cackles over double body

tracer dies fades

stifling groans stammering arching sparkles cherry-bursts

phaser blazer blue into helmet

scent wafts trembling sex-torture

moist in battle explosions glare

passion-pants on/off

she wet.

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008.

 

Fit

no longer I

seeing through your skin

I am surrender

diffused sheathed

gossamer your body

am no longer am

melting

feeling together

new creature

third

open life

giver of me

hair brushing shoulders

liquid wetness

wet fingers inside velvet

your eyes fit me

become male and female entity

creator

creative vulva probing

climax death explosion tasting moist intimacy.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008.

 

Colonels Attack on Neo-Matriarch apocalyptic sex-cult

Neo-Matriarchy not be!

fire your weapon in their cunts

not taste Vaginal emasculation

drawn in weaker males

sperm-pumps semen-stocks

cerebral circuitry

do not be God!

men?

men! men! men! Dampen ardour focus

thrombosis vein networks de-phallused

fire rifles! kill

kill you you

membranes addictive boy!

can you hear their pussies?

renegade orgasm attack Colonel,

colonel calling, apocalyptic sex-cult revolt

calling cobalt blue lightning sperm-drainage spermatozoon collection

will distract and gamma-green blemish emasculation-process

Neo-Matriarch discharge mucus on mission nymphs

they take testes

do charge!

stand erect!

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008.

 

Splice

splice cut edit narrator corruption

re-arrange mutate forms

no meaning for me

speech noise to nobody

normality fallacy of the familiar

transmute base metal

exist in void

the linear cancer

murder the grand forms

existing numb inside

relate existing into new

Gold.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008.

 

Third Entity

restriction is sin

neon Mayan crystal hands

we will third entity

another of life

watchtower burns lick sweet gluten elixir

self emolation invisibly

indigenous Indians rapture to save intense

it blinds sigils branded upon skull Aztec

spirits hands in joyous skull Aztec spirits

us

third creature

Pan symphony stretches walks with us

restriction is sin

us no more

third entity

another whirl within mountains still performing rites

entity created

love scarlet sweet walks with our bodies

moonchild intense it blinds self emolation

drink together naked sigils branded drink together naked

whirl within mountains

us orgasm

so us

third creature

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008

 

Vapours

vapours from her in waves on pussy

feel inhale pussy

twin moons boa grip anus

she thrashes wall licking gusset damp knickers

dribble spine ejaculate

vibrations increase slide cock into sphincter

squeezing her scent creeping

vibrating through up my nose

spurt onto bed as she undulates back ivory lashes high groans

inserts vibrator in to massage clitoris

reach under and balls tighten

arse cheeks open

jerks to climax anus tight

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008

 

For those who don't yet know, I have been selected as 'Feature Poet' at the 'Guild of Outsider Writers.'  Please feel free to check out the feature at: www.outsiderwriters.org.

Currently listening :
A Hollow Cost
By Thee Majesty
Release date: 2004-03-08

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Saturday, July 05, 2008

Announcement: Feature Poet at ’Guild of Outsider Writers.’
Current mood: happy
Category: Writing and Poetry

I am very pleased to announce that I have been selected as a Feature Poet at 'Guild of Outsider Writers.'

http://www.outsiderwriters.org

 

'Guild of Outsider Writers' is a brilliant group which promotes underground writers and poets and seeks to represent the Artist rather than the multinational conglomorates. 

Please check their entire site while you're there. You are sure to find something that interests you.

While I'm here I'd like to take the opportunity to thank Melissa Hansen and also to recommend Melissas' myspace which can be linked to through my 'top friends'.

Thanks all,

Antony

The Enemy is Dreamless

Currently listening :
Part Two. The Endless Not
By Throbbing Gristle
Release date: 2007-04-03

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Sunday, June 29, 2008

The Third Entity: Volume 1 (cut-Up Poetry)
Current mood: artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry

Freefall

control panels ejaculate

erection tenting metallic tongue and fingers

index finger pumping star exploding

cock hard and sphincter grips him powder blue

pre-come her arse her lasers phasers pussy of sprem float gem on strawberry

burying digits ground alien entity

tastes finger warm and wet dripping in spacesuit

urgent pussy glistening replies to transmission in starlight's pouring down her milky way

spray gluten ivory pearls being extraterrestrial globs

thighs tongue fucking in dual orbit

in zero gravity vision visor steam

clasped together floating in freefall.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008

 

Lazarus Rising

drain vixen vipers

power power and

magick

I worship hawk headed God

raw voice

Lazarus rising of fire

praise Themis

sex power power and

mp3 audio frequency

degradation microchips implants

transmission emancipation

Lazarus rising mp3 audio frequency

pussy cocaine brain transmission emancipation

destroy you all

praise Themis sex

hawk headed God in brain wall

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008

 

Pink Underground Planet

Charles Dickens sparkling

Buddha bass rumbles

Jelly Vaseline fingers imprinted on metal

Arse fucking Ky glistening wet kill

killer sex cult latex gloves reflective orgies

kiss rubber

2012 boom! come

watchtower burns

I'm straps erect swollen plasma neon pink underground planet X

murder Jehovah's witnesses perhaps pink crucifix?

vault underground scriptures read high literature

plates nuclear proof iron gates locked perhaps you appreciate?

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008

 

8

sun melting

I am of gym rooms and rejection

pain deep

will never comprehend

nobody can

I am not a Twin

my chest at bench the stench

not a Twin

feel pain

pain

a lone Assassin

the apple core vapours

outsider so

numb

Third Entity

I loved you

belong to

you

you do not require me

I am

Third Entity

I ever desire infinity why did you feel nothing?

sweat of adolescents

Entity existing in whole as

8

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008

 

Split

masturbation cold lies

popped skin

a Third entity through poetry

hate you I beam

screams

I am coffee and cocaine

welcome to my twisted

me

blistered child

with dirty schisms in eyes

a Third Entity not a cornea copulation

pixel mind loved

you

fissures volcanic scarlet

numb victory morphine orphaned Twin

I belong to another timeline

blood vines bitch I'd

switch

face

I see no home for bitter taste

vinegar bi-polar polarised

split

Written by A.D.Hitchin, June 28th, 2008.

 

Cybernetic Sex Pistol

rubber bursts

sperm swollen

wet vaginal sweet and musty

sniff knickers lick hiss lubricated pubic juices

alien matrix clitoris red and

altercation domination vaccination the meaning fabrication

hairs wet glistens spit

maybe tomorrow knickers damp

knickers

spits like cobra in moonlight to cybernetic virus safe sex pistol

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008

 

No Linear, Virginia

gluten drips quicksilver

places populated by orgasm of unity

pathways

psychic maps

parasites

hermaphrodites the lingam yoni

sweet binah warm waters and entrances

journeying psychosis supernatural linear to netherworlds

forbidden

thee temple psychic

no linear

Virginia

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin,  2008

 

 

The Cut-Up Method of Thinking (A Brief History)

"Words don't have brands on them the way cattle do" said Burroughs as he sipped his Martini. Beckett scoffed as Burroughs went on, "Shakespeare, Rimbaud, newspapers, magazines, conversations, letters..." He rambled on in his slow drawn out way: "I've used them all."

Tristan Tzara was expelled from the Surrealists after he made a poem from words pulled from scraps of paper in a hat. Brion Gysin was the first to really develop the technique of cut-ups. He saw it as a way of writing with no need for rearranging what was scrambled.

Burroughs was greatly influenced by Gysin but he was able to take it one step further: He considered it only one of his writing tools along with newspaper articles, his dreams, seemingly random thoughts and any kind of word in his immediate vicinity. He took the scrambled text and reworked it until he felt it said something. Burroughs believed that he was not the writer but a transcriber of what was already written. It was no trouble if the words he wrote weren't his, since no words belonged to any writer, just like colours don't belong to painters.

There are people who would disagree. There are people who would think Klein Blue is not an obsurd concept. We already have trademarked phrases like "Do it" and songs we cannot sing without paying royalties like "Happy Birthday." We accept our limits in human expression to protect profits and keep society under control. The cut-up, fold-in or any form of scrambling these and other words destroys their ownership and any conscious intent from the "writer". This is not a modernist idea.

This is an idea from people who wanted to destroy the agents of control. Burroughs called the word a virus, something which infects us and duplicates itself. Certain words have strong effects on us. These are either seen as holy or obscene. Other words can change our consciousness like a chant or song. By cutting these words up Burroughs believed that he could become free from their effects.

Fold-in: taking the text of one page and cutting it into quarters -The quarters are switched around to combine columns in a new order. For example q.1 switched with q. 4. This method was used by Burroughs.

Cut-up: a general term for scrambled writing - A technique invented by Brion Gysin in the 1950s but also used before this time as an experimental method.

 

Contemporary Examples of the Cut-up Method in Music and Literature

From at least the early 1970s, David Bowie has used cut-ups to create some of his lyrics. It is a technique which came to influence Kurt Cobain's songwriting.

Other musicians working in sample-based music genres, such as hip hop and electronic music, employ a similar technique. DJs may spend hours in record stores looking ("digging") for LP records featuring obscure or interesting breaks, vocals, and other fragments to meld together in new compositions. Musique concrète had introduced such techniques — cutting, re-arranging and re-editing sounds — much earlier in a musical (as opposed to literary) context.

Jeff Noon uses a similar remixing technique in his writing based on the practices prevalent in Dub music. He expanded upon his remixing with his Cobralingus system, which breaks down a piece of writing, going as far as turning individual words into anagrams, then melding the results into a narrative.

And to return to Tzara's Dadaist example, Thom Yorke applied a similar method in Radiohead's Kid A (2000) album, writing single lines, putting them into a hat, and drawing them out at random while the band rehearsed the songs.

In the film Downtown 81, the band Tuxedomoon can be seen performing using a similar method of reading phrases from cut-up papers.

An online subculture of bastard pop resembles the fold-in technique by for example taking instrumentals from one artist and combining it with the vocals of another artist.

Burroughs taught cut-up technique to Genesis P-Orridge in 1971 as a method for "altering reality". Burroughs' explanation was that everything is recorded, and if it is recorded, then it can be edited (P-Orridge, 2003). P-Orridge has long employed cut-ups as an applied philosophy, a way of creating art and music, and of conducting one's life.

Currently reading :
The Ticket That Exploded (Burroughs, William S.)
By William S. Burroughs

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Sunday, June 22, 2008

Digilog: Initiation in a No-Zone (Poem/Prose/Whatever)
Current mood: awake
Category: Writing and Poetry

Digilog: Initiation in a No-Zone

Regular suit. No defining features. Standard English voice. So plain, not even traceable. No stray intonation or vernacular betrays him. His face. Is it even a face? Transparent. Instantly forgettable. Feel like goldfish with a 5 second memory. He fixes me with deep, oily pupils. Only these two black dots are ever consciously visible. Everything else circumnavigates them in a hazy, white-washed whirl. I feel the distinct nausea of motion sickness. A voice:

'This is the organisation of disorganisation. The deconstruction of the constructed.'

Pause. Whirling sound. Possibly fan or air conditioning unit. Pupils seem to snap me back into concentration of their own volition.

'Henceforth you belong within and without us.'

Sharp, bitter pain in right wrist. Cold metal talons embedding, digging …

'No doubt you have questions?'

Somewhere bells gently ring. Chants drift imperceptibly. Nausea increases.

'What … what does this all mean?'

'That my dear boy, is what everybody wants to know.'

Peals of laughter. An ice dead hand crushes my throat

'I suggest you make your own meaning.'

Releases. Warm salty taste of blood. Floor begins to revolve. Walls press forward. Ceiling closes.

'But … this group … what's it all about? What are my duties?'

One eye now. Inky and cyclopean.

'There is no group. There are no duties. It is done.

You are dismissed.'

Lights dim. More chanting. Head falls

into hands. I just don't

understand.

just don't understand

just

don't

Written by A.D.Hitchin, May, 2008

 

Please Note: Thematically this poem relates to the previous poems 'Digilog of a Descended Master: A Red Zone' and 'Duct Tape.'  Both of these poems are available in my blog to read.

 

 

 

 

Currently reading :
Self-Initiation Into the Golden Dawn Tradition: A Complete Cirriculum of Study for Both the Solitary Magician and the Working Magical Group (Llewell)
By Chic Cicero

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Sunday, June 01, 2008

Modern Love (Poem)
Current mood: gallant
Category: Writing and Poetry

Modern Love

It's the morning after the party. Still my lips taste of your pussy.  I lick them.  You think I'm being suggestive.  I'm not.  I'm reminiscing.  There is something about a Hotel room don't you agree?   Something indecent and illicit.  Fucking all over it.  The bed.  The floor. The dresser.  The shower.  Up against the door .  Collapsing exhausted on the carpet. Your make-up trailing, eyes smudged panda black.  Burns, scratches tracing my back in nets. Mini bar wide open. Drinking diminutive bottles of spirit.  Opening our mouths and pouring them in. Vodka, Whisky, Gin.  Hanging out the window and lighting up.  Lifting your hair and nuzzling your neck. Velvet … .  Now it's morning.  And we both glance cautiously. Sipping black coffee.  Staring at each other and laughing awkwardly.  Your phone vibrates.  It is your husband.  When will you be back?  He's waiting with the kids.  I watch your fading silhouette.

Still my lips taste of your pussy.

 

Written by A.D.Hitchin, 2008.

Copyright controlled.

Currently listening :
Time Traveller
By Plantlife
Release date: 2008-05-13

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