Honorary Schizophrenic. Recent refugee. Displaced person. Old white male. Confidant of cassowaries.
Death dropped by last night. I never expect him, but he was lonely and I was available.
The worldspeaks a languagebeyond translation,alluring and arcane,safe in its secrecycalling us all.
I save upgood deepsto affordone great sin.
“Look upon my works, ye might and despair!Nothing besides remains. Round the decayOf that colossal Wreck, boundless and bareThe…
lives unlivedmake the heart weep
“The past is never dead. It’s not even past.”