Is the Servìce Comprìs? A tribute to a working wasteland Orange and carpets for the walking dead Poor Pete the
I love you so much, I hate I love you so much. Red oak leaves falling. Always out of time,
Inspired in us our better hates
These master brutes be-numbed by greed to lead Narcissistic cravers suck off others’ stolen feed All, they feign compassion, practice
August in the office…. Long shadows, lazy scorching August, monsoon power clouds roiling in the east against clean blue
August Rant I am working from home nowadays. But today I am not really working as my dermatologist took
Am I the only one, the moon around the sun To see you through the night, passing light to day?