Humanity is a tired, jaded, dirty face with bright

Ah, my sincerest apologies. I have a tendency to drop dead In front of gorgeous women.

The words, the hate Flies, no, spurts Out of your dull mind Faster than comprehension Allows you to filter,

Look, the moon is out! It’s almost full moon. But it’s midday, the moon’s not su… Go away moon!

Smile at me you vixen, melt me and step your red stiletto in the puddle,

Betwixt imagination And anxious reality You exist; A phantom. I hear you

The wall’s broken down, The river’s run aground, The water’s sound Is nowhere to be found. The angst of it comes to call

I have that swipe keyboard on my phone where I draw a line between the letters to write the w… Sometimes, it mistakes the word

Yellow-green leaves lie still Upon the concrete ground. Cars are parked, People are sparse; It is the afternoon.

Lifeworld is wondrous full of possibilities endless in time theoretically

This headache, these carpenters in my bedroom, pound my respite with no quarter. Just now, I need, despite the con…

Yet I use it all the time. The weather? Check my phone. The time? Check my phone. Calendar? Check my phone. How many people died today? Check my phone. It’s so exhausting. Everything ha...