the soccer has ended,
soon
streets will fill with
drunks
clad in yellow&green
i
have been chasing myself in impossible circles that only get wider; so self-same spots are never met, this feeling extends, reaches & claws. while idly, wildly comatose it would do well to just give in.
soon
streets will fill with
drunks
clad in yellow&green
i
have been chasing myself in impossible circles that only get wider; so self-same spots are never met, this feeling extends, reaches & claws. while idly, wildly comatose it would do well to just give in.
i
would rather be a drunk