Random Musing


I don’t want to be bothered. I just want to watch thick snowflakes descend slowly onto the frozen December grass. I want to read a new book. I want to write. I want to wake up, go out, return, and eat and sleep as I please. I don’t want to sit in a room full… Continue reading Untitled

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The Smoking Gun

Some Shit I thought whilst Choking On Air: Peddling, stagnation Rowing on the cement Breathlessly laughing Cheering the downfall of man Protective of the man behind Innocent and disputable eyes Never does he want to See the eyes gazing back Is this what life must become? The desolate, down in the dumps The pestilent, stout… Continue reading The Smoking Gun