Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

Posts from the Internal Dialogue category

doubtsick

enamel baulks at the sight of that brashly coloured gluey mess, coupled with the saccharine laced liquids imbibed along with sugared ellipses to numb the dark taste of sleep. And to numb the dark taste of awakeness. Teeth and mind and body are still complaining from these actions, days later. Yet still […]


travel in time

I know and can tell how long it takes to get from some places to others from there to their there, there, there…from discrete points and pins on a map haphazardly stuck in traffic at rush hour, to people trying to escape themselves in a place that can’t exist.
Sugar rushing on life, the white space […]


stained

Stand.
Stand up.
Go on, you know you want to.
Stand up and step out, breaking free of the constraints and chains of this horrid regime. Stand up and be counted - make your way through this parade ground, this marching field, only to be told you’re marching in the face of nothing across an abandoned supermarket […]


sleevespeech

I could wear my heart on my sleeve like such critically unacclaimed phrasiology, but you’d still never really believe what I try to say. It may be a joke to you but a serious truth to me. This neverending joke may even be more funny than my ironic being is to you. […]


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