Your words are sperm

Ready, aim, fire. Put out the fire. Extinguish the flames of fiery thought with thick, gelatinous words. For words are sounds that have form. Spew forth from the hose of your throat, an ethereal concoction invisible as germs. Puppet masters manipulate shepherds. Plant the seed of thoughts and ideas into your gooey brain. It may … Continue reading Your words are sperm

Purging

Bursting and gurgling forth, I am a glorious gargoyle. Purging forth the waters, pooling on the pavement, splattering on your shoes. On hands and knees I cough and splutter, be careful to not step in my puddle. K 2011.