I wrote this to try to get my creativity back in action.

Success? (Y/N)

Fear of Fast Cars.
I’m turning and tossing the trash over train tracks I heed like it’s follow-the-leader.
I taper tinfoil that’s topping my top-hat-shaped lid that is foiling mind-readers.
I’m lonely I’m loaded unloading the laundry I kick with a lick of my foot.
I’m crawling ( Read more... )