faacethefacts:

geryone:

I Will Tell this Story to the Sun Until You Remember that You are the Sun, Erin Slaughter

[Text ID: if you don’t think love is the same as terror who have you ever been in love with. End ID.]

(via geminiocs)

rocktheholygrail:

Hannibal (2013-2015)

(via hanninope)

jetlaggingbehind:

headspace-hotel:

agent-octopus:

headspace-hotel:

headspace-hotel:

sharp-tender-shock-deactivated2:

This is a comment someone appended to a photo of two men apparently having sex in a very fancy room, but it’s also kind of an amazing two-line poem? “His Wife has filled his house with chintz” is a really elegant and beautiful counterbalancing of h, f, and s sounds, and “chintz” is a perfect word choice here—sonically pleasing and good at evoking nouveau riche tackiness. And then “to keep it real I fuck him on the floor” collapses that whole mood with short percussive sounds—but it’s still a perfect iambic pentameter line, robust and a lovely obscene contrast with the chintz in the first line. Well done, tumblr user jjbang8

I hate that my aesthetic sense agrees with this but everything you just said was correct

I went back to dig up this post because I was thinking about poetry.

This is one of those non-poem things that are among my favorite poems.

As the OP stated, the use of alliterative consonants is aesthetically just great, especially the placement of the strongest use at the end: “fuck him on the floor.” The use of “chintz” is indeed great word choice.

Because I’m insane, decided to scan the poem:

Not only is the second sentence, indeed, perfect iambic pentameter, the entire poem is perfectly metered, though the first sentence has four iambs rather than five.

There are further things I love about this poem, though: I like the casual connotations of “keep it real” juxtaposed with “chintz.” It causes me to interpret the “chintz” more strongly as meaning something fake, a facade. There is also of course the coarseness of “fuck,” which is a contrast with “chintz” but a different kind of contrast, gutsy and carnal where “chintz” is flimsy and inanimate.

And then there is the storytelling: there is SO MUCH storytelling in just these two lines. To break it down: The speaker is having sex with a married man, in the house he shares with his wife, which is “filled with chintz”—something that here connotes fakeness, in contrast with “keep it real.”

The illicit encounter in the poem takes place within a house filled with facade, the flimsy construction of the wife’s marriage and domestic sphere, but the encounter itself is a taste of something “real.” That’s a story, and it’s just two lines.

This is EIGHTEEN SYLLABLES, y’all. The amount of meaning condensed into these eighteen syllables is stunning, and it is so elegantly done.

From a technical standpoint (and ive taken 300- and 400-level poetry classes so I can say this) this is damn near flawless as a poem.

Kept thinking about this ever since I saw it and had to do something

there’s art now

galaxyspeaking:

He’s filled his house with chintz. To keep it real I fuck him on the floor.

(via distort-opia)

seleniangnosis:

Deity Aesthetic: Aphrodite Anaduomenê (Born from the sea)

nocturnalhag:

𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐 ; 𝒈𝒐𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏, 𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 🌞🎨

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roroyloverboy:

Roman Roy is one of the most compeling queer characters I have ever seen BECAUSE everyone, first and foremost Kieran, is invested in the ambiguity of whatever is going on with him. I feel like you don’t get to see the mess of it all (repression, deviance, abuse/probably csa) mixed with expressions of sexuality or sexual identity. Queer characters, very often i find, will be sort of evened out as to not sully a label or be ‘bad representstion’ righ now. But so much of queerness is this mess, this not really knowing and it all bubbling up and out in odd ways. Roman’s got this loud and bendy little body, he can’t piss infront of men for 'we don’t know what reason’, he can’t have sex with his girlfriends, but degredation and taboo turn him on, he does want companionship and love, he will eminate pure magnitism towards other male characters, he’ll say incestous shit to his sister, he’ll have the biggest scared eyes in front of his dad and he’ll say the vilest shit to anyone who’ll listen. And everyone knows there is something wrong with Roman, especially Roman. And that is exactly what being queer feels like. There is a reason Roman was the only one Logan hit.