I have spent hours as a cockroach on the wall and days waiting for the bomb to drop in a trench somewhere out East.
Once I finally steady myself on the restless knee of beauty I find the night to have violently betrayed me - and although I still scatter under the light like those wretched things in our bathroom,
the days cast shadows with you
Aug 31, 2022
Aug 31, 2022 at 5:11 AM UTC
I have spent hours as a cockroach on the wall and days waiting for the bomb to drop in a trench somewhere out East.
Once I finally steady myself on the restless knee of beauty I find the night to have violently betrayed me - and although I still scatter under the light like those wretched things in our bathroom,
the days cast shadows with you
30/08/22
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