Tuesday, September 27, 2016

most of my favourite music is lyrically depressing
but you could dance to it
or at least smile to it
which is a shortcoming of prose writing
the saddest song in the world could be your fucking song
the average sad prose writing just makes you feel sorry for someone
so here's a break for a trumpet solo
♪♫
yeah yeah yeah!

Thursday, September 15, 2016

I could keep writing about you, sure
Little tokens of affection

But the thing about tokens is that, in a literal sense, they are a thing that have no actual value other than that given to them by the place they're used.

A token isn't a quarter, a token of affection isn't concrete
So maybe I'll knock it off
But probably not

Monday, September 12, 2016

I woke up from that dream again
I woke up soaked in gore again
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
I woke up still in my own head
I woke up inside a dream and then woke up again
I woke up already exhausted from the day that hadn't begun

I woke up remembering and taking pride in everything that I had accomplished in my sleep while simultaneously dreading everything that I wouldn't accomplish during my conscious hours

But also soaked in gore, remember that, soaked in gore.
This is a crucial detail that will become important in the future.