Hospital Bomber

I wish I could feel so smitten Feel a joy beyond an audible chuckle

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 23, 2026

I climbed over the tracks I climbed over the fence to our cemetary This is our cemetary High on PCP knuckle deep in that little is left of me Tears stream down my face and I whimper on your grave straddling your grave The chill penetrates but stimulates and fills me A train rolls passed and shakes the corpses in their caskets drowning out my coarse And hungry howl cum while I cut myself and then I fall to sleep visions of your sunken eyes And purple lips between my swollen things eating at the better part of me

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 23, 2026

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She changes the way I thought of awkward situations When I met the eyes Of an arrid woman Mayonnaise hair soaked in piss Gumming on the seat before her She shifts her leg With breath of cat food And eyes as sad as the punished infant She leans in my direction I've been thinking about how things that always made sense before just kind of stopped altogether when I inherited my terrible condition Now I can't stop thinking about sun and paper and other things a woman my age shouldn't be thinking about And it makes my stomach rot I guess what Im trying to say Is lose yourself As soon as possible And it doesnt feel good but it doesnt feel bad either but theres nothing I can do about it But sit here and fall apart

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 23, 2026