cookies can save the world

[asinine_asylum]

baked goods bring salivating salvation
refuge from this world i choose to inhabit

stick up kids at the pet store with glocks
crack dealers in my stairwell selling rocks

bag ladies on the train threaten my sleep
toronto, the city that rests

and yet i manage to be a product of my own imagination
fingers are meeting the keyboard for the first time in ages

crack the knuckles, peel back the flesh

night shifts
become time paradox
day is night
night is right
late wakes
park creeps

i've met three future ex wifes recently
it will all end badly

positive meets negative

and i am the all rambling, cookie baking, baby stealing bastard of the world