With the Fossils

Reece Beckett
Sep 19 · 1 min read

A poem, inspired by King Krule’s Midnight 01.

Photo taken by the author

So sick and tired of amusing these abusive thoughts

I keep pursuing, ever distant from elusive goals

What’s the use of half of this, it only leads in circles,

Swear it’s all the same thing, just tripping over hurdles