Been apologizing, agonizing..
Toxic tears have not meant a dime as vendor exchanged nothing but a laughter for this open wet palm, sweaty from grabbing onto previous conceptions of I deserve this and that, boy bond song lyrics this time sounded like blizzard instead of à love you.
Clichés, à dating app frequent user didn’t bother question an answer of brought you to hang on the cliffs of Moher.
Tea spilling, mouth washing, backwards swiping and all the rituals in the world, to resort from a skeleton crawl, it’s coming.
62 years later, and few months, half a week and some wasted hours, little shrinking minutes and never returning ticking seconds were too shy from sprouting, so the killing spree has commenced with a cinnamon bun, hot chocolate and leave me alone cabin in Toscana which costs double your monthly salary a night, a very lonely night.
Opening the app, matching the devil and not daring to fuck a thing but the chance of life.
Some ducklings have gone swimming, that’s what ducklings do.
What is your nature?
Are you a lover of what?
Some philosophers nodded their heads for the inauguration of your death, way too early in this called shelf life.
A bunch of banana squashed all at once as the expiration date stamped by the supermarket or the fish that ate the whale or some other human that smokes cigar before noon gun heritage site in Cape Town.
A fair place to see the long view.
A climb, something to fight for like this breath I lost to kiss you before waving goodbye freedom swim cold water let’s hug one last time and first time for love and room for compassion fireplace cuddles colorful Disney world puzzles and street cats no commas for tea bags aromas there is a seat on this egyptian carpet come come closer and don’t let go.
