a dram of liquor
glints at me through the bottle.
i was in love once.
Archives for September 2016
hangman’s handicap
stuff suffocates me.
noose of capitalism.
hangman’s handicap.
sleepy head
loud is the morning
with rabid motors roaring.
next to me snoring.
stable and able
wants can multiple
like rabbits at a disco.
but needs are stable.
whispering wishes
apollo a god.
a story about ourselves.
or wishful thinking.
starving souls
a big empty space
filled with all the wants you need.
hollow starving souls.