Tag Archives: early morning silence

wait. wait. wait. ok go…

“never you mind” did it to myself; didn’t wait for nothin’. masterful to conquer the healing-process; if only a few hours atatime.

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castigated reality…

“early” with just enough light coming from the stars to read by, it ceases to matter what the clock has to say. this cop-out-excuse pulls me out of another formless nightmare to shuffle around a proto-morning, impersonating dawn in technicolor. … Continue reading

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