cherry sweet smoke
drifting slow circles
barely masks the scent of... burned coffee? or is it mold?
it really brings out the apathetic atmosphere
of this windowless waiting room.
dimly lit and dingy
a single bare bulb clinging to life
...and failing -
f l i c k e r s w i t h t h e r a p i d p u l s e o f a h e a r t g i v i n g o u t.
while peeling Mint Green paint adds a sense of despair
("*it smells definitely like **** in here*")
the grout needs a good scrub to remove the flaking brown stains
reminiscent of dried blood and chew spit
This. is. where. My dreams languish
with bloodshot eyes
with cramped backs
awkward and uncomfortable
queued up to to die in some forgotten room
located down that rather unpleasant looking hallway
filed away for a rainy day that will never come ~
one dead dream is a tragedy
a thousand dead dreams are just statistic
Mar 30, 2012
Mar 30, 2012 at 10:33 PM UTC
cherry sweet smoke
drifting slow circles
barely masks the scent of... burned coffee? or is it mold?
it really brings out the apathetic atmosphere
of this windowless waiting room.
dimly lit and dingy
a single bare bulb clinging to life
...and failing -
f l i c k e r s w i t h t h e r a p i d p u l s e o f a h e a r t g i v i n g o u t.
while peeling Mint Green paint adds a sense of despair
("*it smells definitely like **** in here*")
the grout needs a good scrub to remove the flaking brown stains
reminiscent of dried blood and chew spit
This. is. where. My dreams languish
with bloodshot eyes
with cramped backs
awkward and uncomfortable
queued up to to die in some forgotten room
located down that rather unpleasant looking hallway
filed away for a rainy day that will never come ~
one dead dream is a tragedy
a thousand dead dreams are just statistic
