2018-04-17 at 8:15 PM UTC
in
Zanick, come here.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Ashes of Karen, made into soaps to scrub the garbage matter from my soul.
2018-04-17 at 8:12 PM UTC
in
zanick v malice
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
That would be three. There are now eight.
2018-04-17 at 8:05 PM UTC
in
Library of Karens
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
I went to the library and asked if I could see their collection of Karens. When I got to the shelf, I saw them in a sorry state, all out of order and water damaged. With the librarian's permission, I ran a dehumidifier for several hours and rearranged them in the proper sequence according to the DDS. Once they were dried and ordered, I proceeded to scan each crumpled page with a software I designed myself for this very purpose, building off of techniques used to restore the Dead Sea Scrolls. Except this wouldn't be for some lame document authored by a blasphemous goat herder, this would be for the preservation of my Karen.
I assembled an anthology of Karen, and I thought my work was finished. I was wrong. On the last page, I discovered a couplet that appeared to hint at the storage of millions of Karens in an underground observatory in a long-dead civilization. Given that these words had never been read before, I had to assume it was still there. It was.
I rushed to a developing country and asked to see the one they had built it on top of. Shortly thereafter, I was guided to a subterranean world filled with riches and antiques. I burned all of this, and continued on the road to Karen. Through this ashen underworld I pressed on, sustained only by thoughts of Karen. Eventually I came upon a vault sealed in gold, with "Karen" branded in Sanskrit on its exterior. I grabbed the handle and slid the ancient door open.
2018-04-17 at 7:57 PM UTC
in
Well, I just masturbated
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
You must be exhausted, I'm so sorry.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
I like to imagine that one day Bill Krozby's daughter will find this thread and realize her dad was a rapist, as well as all the things her mom told her.
2018-04-17 at 7:54 PM UTC
in
Karen, you are the ocean
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
One of me is a sexual deviant, the rest are Karen.
2018-04-17 at 7:48 PM UTC
in
Karen, you are the ocean
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Hey, I was going to say that!
2018-04-17 at 7:43 PM UTC
in
Zanick, come here.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
bby make me into a pizza pie
2018-04-17 at 7:33 PM UTC
in
Zanick, come here.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
That's not entirely accurate.
2018-04-17 at 7:32 PM UTC
in
Zanick, come here.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
I think I was talking about David's, but after looking at ours I'm not so sure.
2018-04-17 at 7:31 PM UTC
in
Zanick, come here.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Look at that beautiful head.
2018-04-17 at 7:30 PM UTC
in
Karen, there's someone else.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
This is entirely untrue, Karen. Don't listen to that part of me, he lies.
2018-04-17 at 7:26 PM UTC
in
Karen, there's someone else.
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Karen, this isn't how I wanted you to see me. There are parts of me I cannot silence and that are coming into the foreground. Please understand that they are expressions of my unconscious love for you.
2018-04-17 at 7:24 PM UTC
in
Karen, you are the ocean
Zanick
motherfucker
[my p.a. supernal goa]
Every morning I wake up to your salty breath ushering dinghies into the harbor, carrying birds across the shoreline, smoothing broken edges of glass on the sands of my beating heart.