in this bedroom you can see your breath
what's better than walking off almost any known psychosis?
the idios kosmos of an idiot savant as point & click / graphic adventure
which yes again sounds almost as pretentious as calling comics graphic novels
respawn, left click, right click, respawn, DIE
swap leads round when in need of sleep
and make toast at three in the morning;
eat.
and your gold discs on the walls are all cheap CD-Rs...
in this nictotine induced ketamin latency ASIO flashback
you can hardly see the ceiling your feet are adhered to
stepping round broken lightbulb glass floor
bite masking tape in half to keep my hoodie's hood affixed.
but it feels like the top of my head is coming off when i smile too hard
i yawn till i dislocate my jaw.
and the co-op has raised the price of it's loaves three times in as many days
it's said.
i write my name in condensation or on an isle of wight rock
only to watch it erode away
i can't seem to achieve permenance.