Thinking backwards

a trip an obnoxious drip that ceased to gawk at the moonlight after a thousand silicon nights. i heard an unsatisfying noise proclaiming a dead-end, suffocating spirits in digits and limitless flashing feuds. flash.light.the mighty light.the adventurous side of things. eskimos in the fridge. banned for life, sinking in my attire, the duress to dress to impress. a bold fest. how come and we all want to reach the crest? i wonder, an unscrupulous beholder. i fold the sheets, roam the city’s dirty streets, uncanny dreams. do you want to see what i see when i sleep? my life’s in control of me sometimes it’s hard to believe, great times are ahead. a face behind the smoke. hands in the pockets. your eyes on fire.

 

“Hey, stop doing that!”

“What?”

“That.”

“Don’t know what you’re talking about!”

“You’re a goofball.”

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