nullBut there isn't.
the racedrinking wine from a water glass wasting time like an atheist staring at the clock and daring it to blink.the race
anxious for the bitter end the credits, bow, curtains, fin to stop this farce that failed on the brink.
and 'cross the threshold you can see through the rose glasses of memory lies happiness, or so we're taught to think.
but it's a mirror, funhouse true no one special: distorted you a corpse not yet foul enough to stink.
so retreat to your shallow grave (the friend of priestly man and knave) and waste no more this layman's prec
I changed the way I shaveI cup water from the running tap and rub it into my face. It’s neutral, so strangely perfect a temperature I barely register it on my skin. I scrub and the rough of my four day stubble abrades my hands. Immediately after I shave my skin is still rough, which makes me question a lot of things, really. I stare at my moistened visage in the vanity, water dripping through the facial hair. In Star Trek they always had a goatee when they were evil. I’m starting to think they had something there.I changed the way I shave
The roof of my mouth is smooth and painful in places and my tongue is the Devil’s rasp, working on this cabinet where he keeps
ComplexityMurky daylight spilled in through the entrance as she chased her shadow across the checkered floor. There he was, sitting at the bar. His black hat was pulled low and he appeared to be staring into the bottom of his drink. The bartender received a couple more tersely delivered answers before getting the hint, and moving away he slowly began wiping down the bar top. Colorful advertisements & coupons fluttered to life under his touch and just as quickly went dormant again as he casually moved along the surface, cleaning. Street noises swept by in waves and must have masked her approaching steps, and yet he didn’t seem surprised when she toComplexity
Lonely
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Lost and abandoned places [link]
Website [link]
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now empty save for echoes
I steal like a blind recluse
careful children's steps
to the shelter I rarely dare to visit
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now empty save for echoes
I steal like a blind recluse
careful children's steps
to the shelter I rarely dare to visit
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now empty save for echoes
I steal like a blind recluse
careful children's steps
to the shelter I rarely dare to visit
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[[Pull the strings of my mind, help me squeeze out my last few lines]]
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now empty save for echoes
I steal like a blind recluse
careful children's steps
to the shelter I rarely dare to visit
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