I Wish You’d Find The Exit Out

I Feel Occasionally My Skull Will Crack, Fatigue Is Continuous - I Only Go From Less Exhausted To More Exhausted & Back Again.

There Is A Certain Unique And Strange Delight About Walking Down An Empty Street Alone. There Is An Off-focus Light Cast By The Moon, And The Streetlights Are Part Of The Spotlight Apparatus On A Bare Stage Set Up For You To Walk Through. You Get A Feeling Of Being Listened To, So You Talk Aloud, Softly, To See How It Sounds.

When They Asked Me What I Wanted To Be I Said I Didn't Know.

I Was Supposed To Be Having The Time Of My Life.

Over Coffee And Orange Juice The Embryonic Suicide Brightens Visibly.