The Islands

loving that monster howing does it feel to live in fear in Athens on the ground was “i’m sorry you had to see it like this” the balcony began “it lies with us for this masquerade to change meaning” and further “first, we must use words that magnify,” to get an monsterish effect on the job hiding, I want’chu, by putting his penis in her hand and saying it was a game to hide his penis in his foreskin only popping it out gasping “see-TURTLE” in her hand though surely the balcony furthers “you mean into reality? what of it? let them try,” you see this monsterish masquerade is maybe only a memory made of behind the couch hiding monsterish who might’ve been the BABYSITTER-mary-priss in an off-world-kick-murder-squad.

“a mouth’s a moth that can burn no further”