The question that usually
Never gets an exact answer
Were you expecting to be where
But never knows when
Tag: an opinion on anything
Running Late
Time takes
Time
All the time
And you are running late
Watching Noise
Maybe it’s time to regroup
Or re-draw the tribes
As there’s no breaking the echo chambers
Ran That Way
Then almost immediately
Drowsiness breathes heavy
A surrender flushed in
Some Vivid Moments
Running against a blurry view
Is a thing I once thought I knew
As love
Is beating
Me in my own game
the casualty at Silay
There’s nothing stronger than a made up mind…
Treading
Phrased this woven thought
The cackle was nervously
Thrown ‘cause they just thought the tone
Was begging for a comedic reaction
Busy
And that’s a good day
Filled to the brim
Spilling to whatever
Tomorrow brings
Heard the Gasket Resist
I open the fridge
My fresh
Peddler of filth
Precision Bad Decision
The never enough
Is too much to bear
Sometimes