empty the spam

don’t wear a seat belt lest you drown in your own urine, a placard attached to the peg board next to my soul and daddy says come to the kingdom of light and rejoice, i feel a tankard short of a viking funeral two hands for the players, one for the house, keep your sentences […]

half day

i see them walking to their car holding hands and smiling they seem like the perfect couple, so very in love, a dream to behold i hear them at night screaming at each other another piece of glass shattering on the wall above me the passion turns to hate when the eyes are off of […]