by Tomorrow's Man
May 12, 2008
Tearing apart like death rides in on the gasping breath of Santa Claus, stitched to somewholeness with the shred and thrak of a Stonedriver, the cycle blurs and blends Yin Yang into a Bloodwhirl as these cells return to my folds in a suppuration of callous disenchantment with all things normal, and once again become the germination of this endless Brainstrain cycle, ramping up again.