onemorepanic

surely the days will grow longer.
or some fucked attachment will snap, become dust and then find itself inhaled.
snot covers everything, covers me, covers clothes, covers you.

confabulation - plausible but imagined memory that fills in gaps in what is remembered.

draw straight lines between dots, reveal the hidden picture.
sometimes it's obvious like a tiger or an elephant, sometimes it's not, like a squid or a meteor.
wrapping it's legs around your hole in the ground.
grinning and shitting ink on the flaming debris.

and today's rhythym goes on in a...
sniff, cough, hock, phlegm, blow. shit, piss, shower and repeat.