the lights

the welding casts aurora borealis on the warehouse ceiling the men shuffle about like the walking dead it’s never quiet as the host of lights dance across the ceiling and clang of metal and saws and arcs of electricity and they walk with stiff legs and worn out souls worn out soles worn out the […]

pity party, table for one

these last two weeks have been a real rollercoaster ride the job fell through and couldn’t pay me for services rendered so i had to kindly tell them to choke to death on their incompetence but the kids were here and even broke and stressed out at the newest wave of fecal matters of business […]