I’ll not make much sense as my breath is heavy, but i’m ready to be sent on a navigational nightmare from here to anywhere via here and there. Packed into a tiny crate with only information for comfort. Unable to connect with anything other than my own headwires and reams of data. […]
They found something tiny yet high and mighty when they excavated your mind with miniscule plastic pickaxes to find the location of pitterpatter thoughts dropping from the side of the table at which you ate your meals. The inspiration came from a small piece of nameless breakfast cereal, eaten one day and coned away […]
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. […]
screamed awake by something else’s search for wakefulness in a sleeping world.
confronted by emotion hawks; confused. They are searching for any piece of detritus left behind in the wake of an explosion of flour, salt and dust, all of which hangs in the air, making it impossible for us to breathe. Dousing the […]
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