Self Pity
LIFEISWILD
youarealive LIFEISDISCIPLINE
involuntary metaphor mapping
“Fire is dangerous” so…
I’ll keep my socks onin my bedtonightbecause it’s coldand gas is expensiveand there aretoo many housesfor us allto sleep together
I don’t want to cast my shadow
overyourglow beacon light
I love this story
lets let it unfoldand we’ll reveal itto each otherlike the stories of old
this whole thing is upside down
ʎllɐǝɹ oupǝʇɔnɹʇsuoɔ sɐʍ ʞooqǝʇou sᴉɥʇdn ǝpᴉs ɹǝɥʇo ǝɥʇ plǝɥ ǝq oʇɹǝdɐd ƃuᴉʌɐs ʇsnɾ ɯ’Ispɹoʍ ƃuᴉʇsɐʍ puɐɹǝdɐd ƃuᴉʇsɐʍ ɹospɹoʍ ʎɯ ǝʌɐs oʇ ǝuolɐ ɹǝʌǝu ɯɐ I ʎɐʍ ǝɯɐs ǝɥʇǝuolɐ ǝq sʎɐʍlɐ llᴉʍ puɐ
I think there’s a squirrel
that spends a lot of time in my attic
tap your thumbs
that’s how we communicateI miss you:taptap taptaptaptap taptap autocorrect tapsenddid you mean that?did you say that?did yousay what you meant?or mean what you sent?
Predispositions fade
as you slowly,deliberately, drain your glass.