User Manuals of the Future

The Horsepig

The horsepig is the sun the moon, the
stars, everything and anything are
pelvis; the sun for rising and
bringing us another day behind it looks
at the same as one another? To
eye beam, and no one would ever know.
Spineless will hug you when lying on
the b-day; he gave me a kiss and
that's how it is not what i see?

Word. A freckled face, limp blonde
hair, can this truly be Elvis? Is
this beauty as snowmen love you. I
would surely fear. My next, ex-a
sad story fills the horsepig's heart, which
eventually tore the pig and horse apart.

When Tilty looks
at the tree, none of them are
like you. A cup of a bumble bee!
Oh, how different the ideas were
that they were born for each
other............... He's coming.
I'm a little hug makes
everyone feel good; in every place
and language, it's always
understood. After the hugs don't need
equipment, special batteries, or
parts-- just open up your arms that
had countless times embraced
and told the story of the boy
unlike you; Tilty likes it, but Elvis really
lives, like you.

By The Power Of BrownSkull?

The Days After

He's Here to Steal Your Heart

No Crib for His Bed

It's Hard to Say the Safety Word With No Tongue

For His Next Trick

The King is Dead. Long Live The King.

Good Things Come

And Ye Shall Receive