Writing
Writing is abject… it’s jerking off with your own lymph, stinking viscera, fatty gall … curdled petrified guts winding along cracked ribs, sneaking into the ass … intimate verbal butchery ending in rectal trip, and all the split carcass along the vertebrae and the gaping entrails under the sun finally shredded in fresh tremor on December’s shivering cobblestones.

Self-portrait by Younisos
The use of your experimental prose is so profoundly done and the imagery is intense with a creative spark from the gut. 🙂
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12 December 2019 at 0 h 29 min
Thanks Charlie … I appreciate your comments.
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12 December 2019 at 2 h 33 min
You are welcome my friend. Please….please…keep writing more. I want to read what you come up with next. 🙂
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12 December 2019 at 5 h 01 min