Apr 2011
Strike match, light pipe.
He is not confined by his youth.
He feels like all of the ****
that has accumulated
in 16 years
is like the sound of a
piano falling to the floor.
All strings snap.
He sleeps on this floor and smokes on this floor and inhales and exhales on this floor until the pipe is cash and the sun rises again to remind him of all the nights his strings have snapped like an orchestra out of tune.
He is not confined by his youth.
He feels like all of the ****
that has accumulated
in 16 years
is like the sound of a
piano falling to the floor.
All strings snap.
He sleeps on this floor and smokes on this floor and inhales and exhales on this floor until the pipe is cash and the sun rises again to remind him of all the nights his strings have snapped like an orchestra out of tune.
