I’m gonna pout and float all in space
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
just want something to soften the edges of my distress
A day of thinking of being touched and not wanting to be touched Saturday A day
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
Who hasn't lived in fear of the me outside and the me inside
Denial and repression keep me breathing
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
My sofa Saturday Sockless and serene A Buddhist calm A pitbull grin
arse piece *giggle*
Sweating is far too polyester abhorrent Lightly perspiring Awaiting correspondence
My mind destroys worlds Have some
all the beauty I’m not and the intimacy I’m not having It’s a full time job
House sleepers important too
Any fucker who says it’s artistic and temperament of artist can fuck right off Mentally illness sucks
My heart is broken A muscle malfunctioning Not fit for purpose
arse piece *giggle*
Far far away In non-artist land
My only talent is for dreamless sleep As we dig deeper into The hated months
i sleeps with the fridges
i sleeps with the fridges
Everything dusty Springfield or dusty bin
ppl with fewer feelings and nothing In common get married all the time
I’m gonna pout and float all in space