November 2008
1 post
fragments and one liners
..but you stood on ancient stones and swore to a god you don’t believe in. You’re a charlatan. You’re an impression. You’re a man. I pray for some disaster to make you come alive.
When will you be sated?
So. Take me to pieces.
Sometime I throw myself away. Sometimes I give myself up. Sometimes I lose my thread.
I was hoping we could bury each other
I was hoping we could cancel each other...