at the stroke of a different midnight, under different clouds
emblazoned with an alternate firework
a shell of existence altered by the simple presence of
a warm breath
three to go, then two and one
and none, and tomorrow is today
you’ll not count time any longer
but stars in the sky.
[we miss you]
I can’t take this any more. Not this tiny corner of reality, into which my fingertips are buried in the soil and clinging on.
No more skirting around the truth. No more slant stories. No further truths hidden away in the most secret place just between your eyes. Here it is, brutal and honest.
You deserved to […]
We do not dare to glimpse inside those curtains. Somehow, they hold all and everything within. They provide such an impermeable layer of protection that it is impossible to pass. Their dusty sheen reflects a disturbingly polluted mirror of haze around; an image of which no-one would ever wish to polish. […]
I am solely confused as to why it appears to be wrong to think about things.
This is one of the reasons I exist; it is yet another feather to add into the doffable cap of derision worn so frequently these days.
Television seems to suck the soul out of the brain, like a disjoined easter egg-blowing […]
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