i simply melted into damp and awkward apologies,
sorry sorry fucking sorry
i really do detest my horrible plodding words spinning circles in the cold dry darkness
the way i should not even have thought processes
when people deserve sentances that make sense
and dont make my chest flutter when the stiff silence remains for an entire 20 seconds
without you saying anything
and what does "okay" mean?
hot cigarette smoke bottom of a beer can middle of a polo mint cold dry mouth.
we're just making noise.
i cant be fucked with holding back!
and hypollitus merely sits in his kingdom
masterbating into socks
and complaining about his train set.
i was a weight and now i'm lifted. isn't that it?
isn't that what you want me to think, hypollitus?