Monday, 31 August 2020

Twinkling

My skies are littered

Devil horns

Fuck this world!! Cuz at least I have Netflix.
Hell to the gods.
Fury to mayhem
Death to voids
I'm nesting in my cocoon

Bleurgh

I would like to fuck off!!

Waffle

That time of life when you say wtf every waking moment!
Aren't you?
I am.
All day.
Except when
it's dark as night
that's the time
I let the ink
spread my legs wide

Hey you

Another morning lush and febrile with the thought of reality punching holes through its beauty.
How much more fun would these days have been had there not been the aura of an impending doom lurking amongst every man I see outside.

Hello blog. We meet again.
Did I ignore you far too long?
I think so.
Know that I wasn't away, just weary and at a loss for words.