the catalyst

[daylight_comes]

roscoe
rumble forth:

keep chipping away at this paint. cold cement flesh beneath. just keep hoping for fresh growth.
blind old bastards.
your grip is slipping.
see them vanish along with your appearance.
thieves.
but just as they are, so are you.
for a little bit of them resides within you.
bitterly acquired.
your pictures are fattening
similar face
with added skin.
regrowth. fat cells.
development.

and now the news.