yell
this is the way it has to be. ten to one fighting up and down and out and inside of me.
yell it to the air. dissipate and swell and fire off words laid bare.
this is the way it has to be. ten to one fighting up and down and out and inside of me.
yell it to the air. dissipate and swell and fire off words laid bare.
Standing out there in the rain. watching as the spatter of tiny droplets carpets the dryly rough grit. Lumped in chunks. The patter carries on to a thick churn, drawing jerkily rigid maps through the patterns of light and shadowed ground. Splashes of earth water reverberate and drone to this longstanding […]
lighttime.
lighttime where words are lacking. shall i press those keys? should i call for help in a strange monotone voice, unblinkingly staring futher into the mess of whispers that lies before? I could not utter one single word. I wish there were some yell, some feral call, a sign signalled in […]
Those little lines in which society must displace their time, a ticking wristwatch, tuned to the personal perception of faceless mannequins, chirruping through theta milestones, inclement satsuma angles and segmented chunks of the piechart.
Waking shakefully in nightingale thunderstorm hours where many will not tread; alone in a night where all you wish to see is […]
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