drown it out with ladypower.
toke a take. Half an hour.
DO YOU SHARE MY SAME POINT OF VIEW?
nomore eighties tunes.
high pitched beats in my skull. Spandex, hairspray.
WHY do they do that?
toke a take. T
his tastes like cum.
I NEVER. I never planned for this.
Caffeine shots, radial waves.
My self CRAWLing under floorboards.
Lost my shoes. shi[r]t. servitude.
UPABOVESIDEDOWN that special layer between a house and permafrost.
Only you wouldn’t understand it in the centre of the universe.
Don’t you think it’s ironic?
My birthplace was demolished and now there is a old-folk home in its place.
Feels a lot like the centre of the universe.
Shamans singing death threats in
language i thought i understood.
The stars are still falling into the river – I know now that its a lie.
Lights touched yesterday – I was at home wallowing in misery.
Believe me when I say I am happy. This is happiness.
WHILE I’M STILL outSIDE OF YOU.
cry FUCKIN cry. FUCK him.
Whell its al up ti onterpretation.
Shamans! Where is me?
Your name sounds like mine.
am i you?
toke a take. more cum weed.
this time it didn’t taste so bad.
sometimes my throat gently chokes itself I don’t mind.
its all part of toking a take and drowning out 80s with a SPANKING MACHINE.