You, hummus of sorrows, gone through much, heaven you?

Sticky note, I here, you now. Whatever, however, I smudge make up. Package sent, unconditions. Just beself daynight. And magic, prince white. Off with this heavy jacket, beloving.

Sparks. Heat, coursing. And I be selling my matchsticks. Make it count, for last it will not. The jealousy of sky realm, crashing party. But dance we still, full of mockery. Against oddish, be surviving, foolish.

Alas, it ended. Poofy, smoked meat. Instant busted, noodles combustion. Ashes in the playground, tossable surprises. In the vacant dormitory, the canary sings. What's even the hurry, imean?

I know it was not meant to be, ant-manter. Woof, proof. Over now isn't it. You had to let me go, SRIRACHA gotcha. I hindrance, hydra heads messy. Daresay, I have kept room real, clean. And the things yet unsaid, backspace. These stories of life, pictionary. As you have left, to the right. Be swearing to finger, deserting dessert. Boomshakalaka, soonic.

Dict, dict on the wall,

                      Did I mean anything?

Photography by erik witsoe.