Write with a Fist

  • by B.E. Media
    Charlie does not want to run, but he must. He does not want to sweat out the clothes he is wearing, but he does not want to change. He simply wants to sit and stare into the nothing. It is not always about doing what we want to do, Charlie. In fact, it is more often quite the contrary. The same can naturally be said of running. He must change his clothes and run.We trample through life acting as though each step forward is by choice while our internal narcissist tells us that we are making the best choices. It […]
  • by Burning Empire Media
    Everything red – Everything splattered in blood – Everything red – Everything splattered in bloodDripping from our hands – Wolves we feastEverything Red – Everything splattered in blood – dripping from our paws – biting – ripping at their necksEverything red – Everything ends – Everything splattered in bloodScabbed hands – Everything blood – everything blood. Grant me this one wish:Everything red – Everything blood – Everything dead – Ripping at the flesh – Everything blood – Everything red
  • by Burning Empire Media
    Melting Sneakers (prelude p. i) He takes a deep drag of his cigarette, and stares into the blinding desert sky. 112 degrees Fahrenheit, it takes a special kind of person.He started running six months prior to this pointless moment of so-called self-improvement insanity. It is something more than physical fitness and health. Maybe health has something to do with it after he snuffs the cigarette out with the bottom of his shabby dad shoes, dirt poor, duct taped shoes.He used to walk to work until the center of the sole would evaporate into a hole, after two weeks of stepping […]
  • by B.E. Media
    Picture taken by unknown (12/21/18)This is not a pursuit of serenity. No, what lays strewn out before us is the entrails of all of my torment twisting the bile of my guts, tears and shit smeared across a canvas of isolated pain buried deep in the cave of a black heart festering with the gangrene of betrayal and abandonment.I am not seeking solace or transcendence. This is instead the pursuit of pushing beyond and clawing for the center of desperation. This is not the point of pressure in which the puss snaps out of the head offering slimy and sexual […]
  • by B.E. Media
    IntroduzioneFernando Di Leo è stato un sceneggiatore e un regista italiano. Come un regista, Di Leo ha girato venti film, e ha scritto più di quaranta sceneggiature (Rea). Il lavaro di Fernando Di Leo è influente, discusso e molto divertente. Di Leo ha influenzato un po’ dei più rispettati registi di oggi come Quentin Tarantino e John Woo (Coacci). Nonostante la sua influenza, i suoi film e la sua influenza dei film di oggi sono quasi dimenticati e considerati non sono nelle grazie ai pubblici film.  Tuttavia, i suoi film rimangono entrambi testimonianze sociali della cultura italiana importanti del passato […]
  • by Burning Empire Media
    Let’s pluck the wings off this butterflyBurn the cardboard box of liesA fragment of your imaginationA tick tock in the brain goes popHit it! Rollerblading on Saturn’s ringsI need to buy a puppy and a PepsiThat hummingThis dragon’s bloody headThat black cat outside our windowFruit punch sacramentIt’s doesn’t get along well with othersWe don’t eitherA good luck charmSharing oranges Caterpillar race on the highway, meaninglessA needle in the spine for funDouble dip the psycho chocolate b-a-n-a-annasMy shit is Gilbert GrapeI say, take a baseball bat to the motherfucking dead horseThat’s just how I rollWe never got those milkshakesIncomplete to-do listsThey […]
  • by Burning Empire Media
    He said to take the train out of Coca-Cola city, but you bought a Pepsi.There's no more pain to inflictYou cannot kill me anymore than I am deadA long unending endI am nothing, discardedTossed aside, thrown away, i rifiutiThis is not realIt's all a fucking shamFraudPhony and fakeDestroy what is realLive your delusions of grandeurYour father plucked out your eyesA perfectly positioned personaTo placate that aching pulseI know what it isI carry it tooIt's not meIt's not youIt's something only we go throughTell 'em you're aliveAs you die insideVisions of ultraviolence and painDigging into the center of fleshDreams of cutting […]
  • by Burning Empire Media
    I do not love youI loved you, whatever you isFor a very long timeHowever, I do not love you anymoreOnly hate and apathy remain.I miss my best friend, she’s deadSomething else in her headSomething twistedFamily blacklistedIt was not realLies, all liesShe became our warden in a prisoner’s uniformHeld hostage by my worst nightmare come true"It's good that you can't run now"I do not love you You were my everythingI do not love you anymoreMotherless childrenI miss my best friend, she’s deadHer body dismembered on the bedOnly hate and apathy remainI never thought this could beI do not love you anymore
  • by B.E. Media
    I must kill the you in meYou must hate me.Despise meRidicule meThrow me awayDespise meRidicule meThrow me awayTake the dead dog's headRoll it down the stairsI'll be thereThis cauldron stays hot in the sunThey talk of witches and warlocksFleas, tiny fleasFlick them in the fireI must kill the you in meI can still feel somethingIt will not go awayI must kill the me in youBring me NothingI must kill the you in meYou must hate meDespise meRidicule meThrow me awayDespise meRidicule meThrow me awayDespise meRidicule meThrow me awayDespise meRidicule meKill it awayI am the foundation under you altarEvery room and […]
  • by Burning Empire Media
    Smoke clouds and dead flowersMay the cowards choke on the rotting flesh of their families May fourteen generations of their kin suffer the pain of my children tenfold on tenfoldTheir bodies mangled from inbred cannibalismThe snake will biteMay the cat drag another rat As the bodies lay cold in the nightLet them share the virus in the airI burn another lock of her hairMy blank stare, a plague seems fairProtezione per mia vera famiglia May his mother eat out his eyes in front of me as the wolves rip her face from the skullHer picked dry skull to be used as a […]