Unanswerable
this will be the last one, the only hope of survival in a wasted world, where nothing lasts and nothing wants to. I will wake from a daze of unforseeable infections, warned to me only by my former enemy. no longer a threat, he merely feeds my fear of sickness. there were no chest pains today. there were no muscle spasms. but I'm not alright. clearly I must find a way to be awake again. she left a wrapper on the stove again. it was warm and I'll have to play the parent and warn her or we'll have another house fire. I didn't choose that role, and I don't deserve it... and I don't want to be around anyone playing it, either. work is for suckers. I'm a sucker. this sucks. suck off. cough. hack. weeze. sneeze. please.

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