
slyly slipped past security….silently creeping, eating bird seed……

slyly slipped past security….silently creeping, eating bird seed……
shut up and listen….simple, but so hard to bite your own tongue sometimes…
nothing but, feel so much better. reality can’t match the heartless manner betrayed by a simple touch……..


ezra’s on patrol, monitoring every little thing….

tiny little terror, not one bit afraid, he’ll tell you….
soundtracks, drifting into, out of daily routines. truck driving whenever i wanna get the hell out. lyrics memories are everywhere i travel, leaving, escaping reality………
so yesterday’s problems disappeared. putting tomorrow’s deadlines further away. perfect ending to today anyways……

we celebrate everything β¨οΈ
a headline in the newspaper, perhaps a poem i read. probably a song i heard one day. while ignoring the facts, watching you walk away….
you like vodka, i love scotch whiskey. we’ve created this mess. chasing things we’ll never need. believing in dreams that no longer remain. is this really what we are…..