I can only talk about myself

I can only talk about myself. I can only tell you who I was and not what I can become. My world vision has entropied, I can hardly see beyond the pale. Imagination eludes me, so do riches or comfort or peace or love. I can only talk about myself but there isn't all that… Continue reading I can only talk about myself

Lazies

Like an old bear in my bed lying flat on my face unaware there is a special place for lazies in hell i wallow in the disappointments of my making i whore myself like a demon I presume on food and films and capricious whims you worry the love thins while I grow fat unnaturally… Continue reading Lazies