Functionally Empty

2017.11.05

This is it.

Destroyed from the inside,

Bareback f*****g,

Cyanide lubrication,

Boiling tenderness,

Drunk,

On searing forgiveness.

This is it.

Piscatorial friendships

Deserving of a nothing more

Than a lollipop lobotomy.

This is it.

Deviant amoebas cavorting nonchalantly,

In the Devil’s schoolyard.

This is it.

Whiskey, handguns,

And a saturnine promise

Of a superficial

Conclusion.

This is

It.

Reviews

[Robert Burkhead]

It’s 7:44 in the morning. Perhaps to early to read this one and definitely to early for the bourbon 🥃 I’m now needing to continue my day.

[J.Sin]

I am sitting here in Slovakia, 13:51pm and having a glass of scotch. Cheers to you for attempting a reading at such an early hour. :)