
I give up on the graveyards Iāve reducedmy barren mind to just to copewith all the smoke instead of fire.I donāt know where the ticking is butsomewhere in the hallway walls are bombsI havenāt dug enough to disarm beforethe clocks all fall to zero in that digitalyet flickering connection.Most places people go all day are [ā¦]
Awkward Heaven