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.

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Fuck you!

Should’ve found it

Young love and I know nothing about it nor will I ever since I've left the young bit a decade behind me now, but let it be known that I tried. I tried, oh I tried and ended with a bowlful of disappointments for supper each relationship.
I was out there. I was ready. I was sitting on a multiple cylindered six engined bike that was ready to begin vrooming and lord I did race it into places. Into narrow corners of slippery streets, on apathetic highways, on abusive roads, under infidel underpasses, behind incompatible parking lots, sliding down one way streets, racing through deceptive tunnels, loitering around backstabbing expressways until finally, exhausted I resigned to poking slowly around comfortable avenues that promised unproblematic roundabouts and clean alleys suitable for parking..
My bike dismantled, cobwebbed, stood gathering dust when suddenly I found myself brushing and oiling the haggard machinery into a spotless giant of newly spawned hybrid mechanisation with nothing save butterflies that fluttered out through a worm hole that looked to have written itself into the sky above me.
The one place I didn't look.