Ahead Of Time

the play lasted long into the night
and then he left:
carried by the wind
he blew through the dark
and he was beautiful,
almost free,

but no witness was there.

pills kill.
pills can cause slow and painful death.
but your doctor or pharmacist
can help you stop.

shadow of an old oak.

Painting a picture

After he came to his senses, they slowly headed towards the train station; she was still sobbing. And this guy, he was really fucked up. I mean, really. He looked like a wounded zombie. It was a sad, sad sight. Silent thunder behind the silent hill. Her silent sobbing. Silent rain making silent hum. And the freestyle clatter of her heels. That’s how this scene actually sounded. That’s how this little piece of the universe looked like.

Finally, the boy added an appropriate flavor to the picture by spitting some fucked up words on it.

– This is so fucked up – he said.

– So fucked up – the girl replied, and because she was still sobbing, her words sounded kinda fucked up.

A street lamp seamlessly blinked before it went out.

You donno

Late at night, when you sleepin
a lotta shit’s goin’on
but hell, you donno
because you sleepin

You donno

And the shit, it’s goin’on:
the wind is blowin
the lights are wigglin
the trees become alive
the cats become alive
and these rats
they form into gangs
every night

I know
because I see
and I see
because there’s actually not much goin’on at night
so whatever moves
I’ll catch it

In the daytime
when everything’s out there at once
you can’t really see anything

New visual experience

As you can see, the site has gone through some radical changes. All posts are gone, but they’ll be back soon, one by one, while I am creating new content. So stay tuned. Some new crazy shit is coming.

Peace