the socials I find of heroes and romantics are too lovely to be mine resemble those of a romantic fool with small stories of crash and burn not so funny or witty just some shit I try (to survive) so every day I refuse to post great socials that aren’t true
Train wreck
Steaming heat from the countless holes collides and jumps with the cold, screaming children's voices, an electronic sound swells like tears from hell, they play up, from the restless animal, monotonous noise, silences thoughts, and lead the way home. I leave the waiting room, while a woman right in front of me slams the door.... Lees verder →
Off the road
To another job another province even another country or another person is not what I want when I haven't neatly lost what I had to leave to be - different and then I move on to god-knows-where with god-knows-who in a godforsaken place because I have to be there the universe holds it in its... Lees verder →
Wu Wei Woman
She sat there with eyes deep and bright in dark make-up to be with her is to get her attention while she’s hunting herself I dropped my fingers, what was the point of writing as she sat here before me she told me about Wu Wei - without knowing what it was how she kept... Lees verder →
The empty one
an empty bottle tried to catch some water you could see through the glass that it was completely dry nothing within everything gone in another bar someone thirsty like hell didn’t took an effort to refill again the empty bottle fell down and broke its neck time for a new one said the stranger while... Lees verder →
Fast Food Song
I’m, I’m, stuck in a fast food world in a fast food war with fast food woman I'm a fast food man with easy romantics I'm, I'm a fast food junkie who writes fast food stories little meaningless poems of my mind whizzing around like little flies on spoiled food I am, I am a... Lees verder →
Your Crow
When your head is a mush of wet cement about to become concrete with steel pin shot between spines floating above a falling lump of kryptonite your eyes become too slow to close them, again you feel lost in a broken time. You crow your way into darkness 10 000 miles above Zen crashing at... Lees verder →
