• StatiKink commented on the post, recording 2 years, 4 months ago

    Record the order of the chords a musician like Lorde ordered for your entertainment. Some space of time away say the artist with little heartaches and pains sat on a microphone and sang to years of audiences in front of him.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, pity 4 years, 10 months ago

    boggle. I cheated and I premeditated a word while the page loaded. Boggled like a pair of googly eye goggles. wait, that doesn’t sound right. Rapper voice initiate.

    Uh, cuz you gotta say uh before you fling a pattern big like the rings of saturn break on open a greek lamp and reach to the bottom and pick up an answer from Artemis helping…[Read more]

  • Ooh good one. I should be be able to write a lot about this one. Something good. Something liiike, uh, Idk.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, terrain 5 years ago

    If one were to look up from their backyard and into the mountain, one would see a spec. This spec is more or less as big as your pinkie, but you couldn’t really tell because the spec is moving down the mountain pretty quickly, “As fast as gravity can pull,” one would think.
    If one were to care just enough to watch a little longer, this blot…[Read more]

  • StatiKink commented on the post, allowed 5 years ago

    What we are allowed to do is a very subtle way of telling us what’s more fun to do.
    We hopped the fence, regardless of the coming sprinklers, and sprawled out on Hole 13’s green.
    After kissing her goodnight, I crept back through the window in the sunrise hours and kissed my mother good morning.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, lofty 5 years ago

    Lofty clouds plume above us, billowing up and out and dissapating into the storm clouds that hang over.
    Below, the fire swallowing our old bedrooms,
    the flames licking the walls I painted myself,
    sparks burped from the chewed up pictures of us smiling at the camera,
    flicker and fade,
    they are the ones laughing now.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, turtle 5 years ago

    Every once and a while they’ll catch a turtle. Maybe paint his shell, feed him a cheeto, and set him on his way. The kids love that part. The rest of the day they’re staring at a thin line disappearing into the water, watching small ripples push out from it when they nod off and wake up with a jolt.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, smoking 5 years ago

    Smoking gun. Machine. Chick.
    Smoking meat. Cigar. Your competitor. Rising up three houses down.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, sitcom 5 years ago

    Some folks say my life could be a sticom. “Your stories have nice ends to them” Truth is I make up the endings to them to save you from the ends that don’t kill the party mood. I don’t tell you the about the nights I’m hiking by moonlight, yelling out loud, pissed off, smashing rocks against bigger rocks trying to dig out whatever I’m hiding…[Read more]

  • StatiKink commented on the post, quietly 5 years, 1 month ago

    “Quietly.” She told him, nudging the gun barell into his back. He toed his way through the creaking floorboards, but with each step they yawned miserably. She clenched her teeth and waved the gun up and down, a command for the sound to cease, but the creaking continued. Up the stairs, a light flicked on, and a fragile, broken voice came out…[Read more]

  • StatiKink commented on the post, prank 5 years, 1 month ago

    The prank went horribly wrong. Adrian and Henry stood over Alice while thirty feet away, Michael held Alice’s hand.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, huddled 5 years, 1 month ago

    Water huddles around his ankles, successfully slicing them off from the rest of the body, making him look like a pirate with a terrible misfortune with hungry sharks. Strands of leg hair are pasted to his skin from the sloshing ripples, somewhere underneath the murk his toes squish mud between them.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, crosswalk 5 years, 1 month ago

    Don’t use them. If I wanted lines to tell me what to do I want them to be from a poem. About sex. Or making love. I’m going to cross the street when I get the chance to, when cars aren’t flying by and the roads aren’t empty. That way I don’t have to halt them and make them watch me pretend to be walking on a piano across their street. The Beatles.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, illogical 5 years, 1 month ago

    Squirmy worms filling holes in the burrows of Los Angeles. The city slept underneath streams of ion cloud gas and full on bashed the incoming stars and striped convicts of the united states. A dream is made, a dream is squeezed down to it’s juices, a dream is sucked dry in Michael Bay film extras and anus cream commercials. There is no logical…[Read more]

  • StatiKink commented on the post, vocal 5 years, 1 month ago

    Either be vocal or fall underneath the wagon and be buried in the silent cries of all those dreams, tinkling underneath the wheels in broken shards. We must growl and claw, snarl and claw for what we want or we will sink into the caverns of history and be like Jefferson VanHooten. Remember Jefferson VanHooten? Exactly.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, suicidal 5 years, 10 months ago

    To drive on is sucicidal. You gor a girl in your passenger’s seat, passed out from watering down her bloodstream with rasberry vodka. You got friendly with a bottle of rum, she has to go home. Half the party thinks you’ve gone and took advantage, but really you were the only guy in the room you could trust taking her home. Reputational suicide…[Read more]

  • StatiKink commented on the post, applied 6 years, 7 months ago

    I applied my mask and let the constructed oxygen enter my lungs. I fell heavy into the water, my tank pulling me lower than I anticipated. Sinking quickly downward, I remembered I left the oven on.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, local 6 years, 9 months ago

    Locals everywhere. Small lopsided knitted hats and thick blocky glasses that may or not have a prescription attatched to them. Hugging jeans that show knobby ankles and shoes that look like they were stolen from Navajo children.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, teeth 6 years, 10 months ago

    When teeth do not impress, the smile does not impress. The teeth are the smile’s wingman; never really put in to full attention yet a very important role to getting laid.

  • StatiKink commented on the post, various 6 years, 10 months ago

    Bits of stars various from gasses long since passed from exploding cosmos and swollen bulbs of would be planets.