Her eyes looked like little cat's paw pads deep into the canals of the lost poet sky-blue they searched for something to hold on to an escape route into that far too vast black hole deep beneath the layers, the subtext of the mind, she laughed at my foolish gaze
Cupid’s poison slowly devoured my entire being; numb and rotten, I remained like a lion, doomed behind bars, trapped and roaring until I bled. Only her image still haunted my eyes, only her words echoed in my ears; I could no longer burn them from my thoughts, and gradually I lost control: aaaaah! I lay... Lees verder →
I was out exploring with Venus when I knocked and she opened the door. The night with her had been too short, and there I was—for the third time, the right time. She was just serving a few hungry tourists outside when she suddenly stopped and saw me approaching, at first unsure who that figure... Lees verder →
That morning, I sat down at the table. It was always the same ritual: everyone had their own spot, and my little brother got the same size slices of bread, the same kind of chocolate spread, and the same songs that had to play. I’d heard “Camille” a hundred times by now. We started eating... Lees verder →
welcome to the mass grave with bodies clad in a red monstrosity the carousel of barren rituals where drones fall from a falsely spiced ceiling welcome to the world of sheep where the nightmare stares at you in mirrors and creeps through grasping delusions to merge with hope look there! I’ve got a catch! again... Lees verder →
if only I were there to suck the poison from your blood and keep your body in my room soaked in the fluid from my veins behind curtains of candle smoke so that no traces would remain of the toxin that managed to infect you unless you found mine to be worse yet nothing would... Lees verder →
Most writers seem like perfectly decent people to me; it’s just that they’re better at expressing themselves in writing than in speech. Still, I can’t shake the feeling that they’re damn hard to live with—they make everything, or at least I do, way too complex, so it takes a long time to get out of... Lees verder →
