Thanatophiles.
I feel they are a bit odd, but, then again, they probably feel the same way about my beliefs.

I'm going to make M&M™ cookies today.
Wish me luck, as the Oatmeal/Raisin fiasco is still fresh in my mind. OK, so they didn't ruin completely, but it still stings.

I want to adopt a retired racing greyhound someday. They're so deserving of a loving home after all the stuff humans made them do.

Almost there
I can feel it coiled
Pulsing softly
at the back of my skull
And I want it so badly

To be able to taste it again
To be able to feel that sick
twist
and the words would
fall
into place again
without pushing
without pain

they'd just burn their way
though my head
and heart
and fingertips

Let it flow

But it isn't flowing
just sullenly
pulsing
At the back of my skull