Words have stopped playing its tricks on me.
I see no wild ****** in red, blue and green.
If meta hides in metaphors, no grown up plays hide and seek!
I hate parallels, only in quantum they will meet.
Some are so ugly like 'moist','larvae' and 'adolescence'.
How much beauty can you add, till they add thorns to your rosy glasses?


I have hit my head against a wall of words.
I must avenge,
O' Grammar tell me what words can't.
And help me build my own black and white wall.