Tea

A reason to get up and act A reason to flower in the night A dream of an amplifier to be built A refrigerator in need of screws Recording devices and bolts and keyboards Small children fighting Throwing salt in my tea of spices Little monsters The chaos of retraining The loss of keys New […]

DO NOT MARRY BUT FUCK

The music of the mice was always going to put you a little off kilter But each day the storm passed, and with each passing of the storm, the giant red spot went further off The music of the mice was of the eerieness of the sunlight on the day before you meet your doom […]