chalkdust lovewhimpers

broken glass diamonds on the damp concrete acidic dissonance in early morning emptiness hooves on cobblestone clopping rapture in unregistered fear there is a raptor roosted between the immobile third eyelids gazing blankly over the dim dismalities homespun degeneracies spasming in time with rippling feathers who broke the glass? left it scattered on the steamrolled […]

train hopping

there is something romantic in my mind about the railroad from tales of hopping into empty cars and seeing the country to secret hobo languages the shaking cars lulling you to sleep as you lay on a bed of hay wondering where it will stop next