frozen over
I’ve been eating coal out of the furnace. My charcoal stained teeth are shivering with their roots. My message in a bottle seems to have been caught in your frozen ocean. Here nothing ever seemed more linear, the past and future are my constant company. We leave the present in the corner; we don’t pay him any thought. My pacing motion erodes these tattered ashy green floorboards. The candle wax m...
Tuesday 4th November 2014 4:14 am
where is superman:
They all think I’m superman
I must have kryptonite in my back pocket
They all say I do so much good
But I can’t even solve my own fucking problems
They all think I’m some kinda super man
I must have some kryptonite in my back pocket then
Weaker than ever, I don’t have any of these powers
I’ve never known superman
To be a coward
I’ve never known a superman to need an esc...
Monday 3rd November 2014 6:48 am
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