*artwork-“The Delusional Confusion” by Darwin Leon
redhearted statements of love and trust and vice versa. and mere vice my mind is a mess and i keep messing with it it feels like rubbing one palm against another so familiar, but can you describe it? my thoughts…those ones covered with spiderwebs an old attic stuffed with redundant words and gestures and i stand among them like in someone else’s dream where gravity rules work no more and rhymes have no meaning. i know that i have to hand him the tickets because i invited him for this ride. he says the transportation was all legal and this place was never visited before.an attic or a cellar whatever is this place i am scared and i eager to be held and i need eternal promises. |