The Reality™ Institute

The slug shrivels with the arrival of salt I am God to the insects The street lights are on Time to go home To rest our heads With the things we have done One o’clock, two o’clock’, three o’clock rock In the pine, sweating and bleeding Four o’clock, five o’clock’, six o’clock rock I’m the […]

1 trying to capture something on a late night computer screen my eyes hardly blinking getting dry and ugly i think this is enough i think i’m worn out the thoughts i once had they’ve all been figured out and written down on paper the best that i could and any attempt now is just […]