i’m a girl, and i’m destroyed.

i want to have sex in the rain. feel something ravenous come through me, push into the earth and soot of the land.  crush life beneath our naked bodies because in they’re in the way of the machine we’re creating with our motions.  i’ll be the scythe, you be the man, and let the heaven and earth be our wheat. sow, sow, sow it all down.  reap those wild oats, farmer, reap me into the wind.

(i’ll continue this later.)