you kiss my lips, i think you're god

you kiss my lips, i think you're god by Andrea GutiƩrrez Arcas, ph. Sarah Moon, for Acne Paper 20 Glaugust yet again Winslow baby. Today: "Kill them with sadness." I like that. It could mean anything. HERALD FLESH MELTING IN THE KISS OF OIL SLICK WITH RED DESIRE CRACK OF BONES UNDER PISTON WEIGHT STINKING LEATHER BOOTFALL HEAVY CHOKING EXHAUST BELLOWED BULGING LUNGS FALCONS WINGS SPIRALING OUTWARD OUTWARD EYES MOUTHS FLOODLIGHTS EXPELLING They run and jump FWA-KLANG! like piston-powered lions and shoot special ray guns like freeze rays SWOOSH and lasers ZAK ZAK and sonic blasts BWAAAA and plasma fire VOOM that are part of their bodies and they are stronger than everybody in the world and love to show off to each other but they jam and sink in mud and water and find it super scary but they're not afraid of anything. Heralds want to jump and punch and run and be big and brave and good and kill scary monsters. VORTEX! RANGER! GO GO VORTEX RANGERS GO!!! SHINING ST...