Πέμπτη, 13 Οκτωβρίου 2011
You look like I need a drink.
in the closest alley, in the first doorway, pushed up against her and closed his eyes. he said, "this is probably the worst decision that i've ever made." she laughed and smiled. she said, "i'm sure you do this all the time...right." as the morning came and the city woke into the building people all went to work, as their rides out of town came they parted ways she said, "do you know when you're coming back again?" dig it deeper, deeper, and farther still, bury it up and over and into the ground, all these lies will grow in ways that we never thought possible. if you quiet down, it's so soft of a sound, you can hear it all coming back after you. now you want to take it back, you think you might have fucked up. waking dreams of concrete, deafening panic, cracked skull, there is yelling all around, get up, get up please start breathing and the moment will come when you finally realize the results of decisions and choices in your life, you hear it all coming back after you.