I like to imagine versions of me within a world that couldn't possibly exist.
Folding books into skulls
leaving eyeprints on ceilings
injecting trees into bloodstreams
carving pennies out of scotch
jumping into pockets of neon light
feeding orphans white glue
watching stones decay
holding street lights with broken finger nails
watering Gods video games.
Folding books into skulls
leaving eyeprints on ceilings
injecting trees into bloodstreams
carving pennies out of scotch
jumping into pockets of neon light
feeding orphans white glue
watching stones decay
holding street lights with broken finger nails
watering Gods video games.
