Wednesday, July 11, 2018
Retrospect
-As Reaper looks on approvingly,
chaining cigarette breaks...
-She gives stuff away?
-To the bareass walls!
-All that accumulation! All those years!
-Definitely!
-Years I wasted! Gone for ill and nothing!--so much neurotic and weak.
-Nonsense! You “You’d.” What more
could be asked?
-MUCHO negative shit in there!
-It’s a whole freakin package with
everybody.
-That bad?
-Designed by God.
-Will He answer questions?
-Of course not!
Labels: accumulated goods, conduct, death, giveaway, God, Reaper, waste
