Sunday, October 26, 2014
Monday, October 20, 2014
She came. She saw. She conquered.
& at the end of the day, nobody was there.
The burden of arrogance sprinkled with an ice cold lemonade of disintegrated desires and passion for
Semi-forgotten hard-ons and everyone was gone.
Follow me, October whispers
into the ear of babed loneliness, holding on to the arm of
a quaffed and
Dress me in your forgottens, in your remembers,
In your perhapses, and your I guesses.
Nobody is home when the lights are on.
Everyoness out and
too busy growing old to notice.