Archive for the ‘unease’ Category

— I am and have been despondent stupidly so for a fact then again work—me and my dead trees—me and my stillborn assassins—I sent them out dead—already dead so that I could provide them with warmth — Advertisements

— Worry Me Burning II In a car approaching obsolescence, north pappy look another dead town rural time spent and time passed mistaken, another exit missed or one state or another and, hey, I might say, hey bob, hey, I’m driving at something, it’s long been unbroken and dumb split second present perhaps and, toward […]