| Jonathan Berger's Poetry: Poem of the Day |
| For my birthday I want: A whore of indeterminate age A video featuring Lesbian Gorecore. A bondage trampoline – whatever that may be. A silver surfer jumpsuit with a blinking flourescent tie. I want the skies to open up and howl out my name, declaring this day mine, and all others following. I want my accomplishments writ large upon the oceans, notifying infinite generations to come of the will, the strength, the glory that was mine. I want colors and chaos flashing from star to shining star. I want the universe in my sweaty palm. I want it all. Still, an evening alone with you would be nice, too. <Sigh.> |