• Roddy commented on the post, demonstrate 5 years, 4 months ago

    “I demonstrate my value to you now through the work of my hands. I show you how I can bend the reed and build the strength.”
    “You are not who you say you are young Valum. You are a fraud. You belong in this red brick building.”
    “But I am worth more,” I began to stutter.
    “You are worth nothing you insolent pig.”

  • Roddy commented on the post, flea 5 years, 8 months ago

    I touched my skin. Red. Irritated and irrational. Just like her. She’s a flea in my skin, under my skin. I touch her face with my nose but she quivers and shakes. I just want to make you feel loved. I want to free you from yourself. That’s why I can’t let you go.

  • Roddy commented on the post, stir 6 years, 6 months ago

    stire the pot. she doesn’t understand what shes doing. she isn’t capable of achieving cognitive thought any more. But this one special lady, she wrecks havoc on the city of hellsangles. Don’t mess around. Don’t even look in her eyes askew. She has retard strength.

  • Roddy commented on the post, presented 6 years, 6 months ago

    presented on a platter of silver linen, she awaited me. her eyes wandered the room as the light wandered through the blinds and kissed the lines of her figure. she lay graceful in her elegance, though I would never see her.

  • Roddy commented on the post, higher 6 years, 6 months ago

    I’ll take you higher baby. Don’t let his words sway you. This carpet we’re on ain’t magic and neither is this rabbit, but girl let me have it. You don’t belong to him, your heart is home and home is where the heart is: in my hands. Give me your love, show me your eyes one more time. Let me give you all of myself. Let me get lost in the veil of your shadow.

  • Roddy commented on the post, both 6 years, 6 months ago

    Both of them were tall and graceless. They stood stiff and rigid as a ships board, creaking in the sullen wind. One said to the other, why that we might up root our feet and wander about this land. This is not a land worth proceeding upon brother, the pink ones have sodomized her.

  • Roddy commented on the post, himself 6 years, 6 months ago

    He didn’t really know himself. He pondered this, crystal glass: made in china, slowly raised to and from his lips to the bathroom sink and back. The cigarette ash wandered upon the marble counter and stained it. He stared into his own eyes, cursing his existence and wishing that freedom would come crashing up on him as a bullet from the gun.

  • Roddy commented on the post, rise 6 years, 6 months ago

    Rise up. Rise up above those around you and fly to the sky. Fly that you might find what is in your heart in the eyes of mine. You and I are high together flying close to the sun. I’ll never let us slip, we’ll soar together forever just for fun. You and me. We’re meant to be. Let love be the one.

  • Roddy commented on the post, past 6 years, 6 months ago

    There is nothing that seperates us from the past, but time itself. We move on. The past stays where we left it. Sometimes we wish for the past to come back, to join us in our new world. Sometimes we look down and away into the darkness that we might hide there and not be seen by Past. But Past will find you, one way or another.

  • Roddy commented on the post, local 6 years, 6 months ago

    there were three locals. all of them with reddish hair. their shirts were stained and bloody from a long days work. marauders. murderers. the night descended and they walked into town, barefoot. the rain misted over the tropical forest covering everything with a film and lace of moisture. blood and water.