Staring into a digital void, hoping my signal has been reached. Signs of love on life support. Unplug me and watch the batteries die. They don't recharge.
Running from an inevitable future, only a few steps and a hurdle ahead. Slips, sprains, broken-hearted dreams, unbridled ditch-deep debt. Hair clogs the drain as poor genetics take up residence like unwanted family. Future romantic dates require a preamble, better bring a jacket for the cold shoulder. Six years too old for five years of … Continue reading 36