now

it was a transitive state of dissonance, a celestial paradox, a pair of ducks on a riding lawn mower, a snow blower, a snow globe with happy new year written inside it was watching the water go down the drain, drained of wherewithal, with out while so heavily content that tears flowed down onto the […]

too much too quickly too little too late

she glared angrily but i wasn’t able to see the intended victim of her evil gaze chances are it was aimed at me it always seemed either aimed at me, eventually guided towards me, or i was just the unintended victim of her need to make someone the scapegoat I ran through the list of […]