This world has shrunken to a room
filled with maniacs
and guns.
Everything
outside the window
looks like it’s either dead
or on fire.
Anything between is only deception.
Corpses rush through traffic
so preoccupied
with time
as the coyotes wait for darkness
sitting fat upon their faces.
The sun reveals
the presence of walls
unacquainted
with so-called mercy.
The sun rambles
it goes on and on
like the last drunk
at the party.
Nature wants not your genius
if you’re so smart
then why can’t
you clean up
your mess?!
I suppose that it doesn’t matter
the sea will claim us all
in the end
whether we understand it
or not
and I do believe
that it is time
for another drink.
Something sweet
Something dark perhaps.
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You’ve mastered your style. Always a pleasure reading your work!
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Thank you. I’ll be keeping up on your writing as well.
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You’re welcome. How’s the novel going?
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It’s done. I haven’t started a new one yet. I’ll post a link on the next free day I have which will be soon if you’re interested in having a look.
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I just bought it. Look forward to reading it and writing a review. From the first few pages I read it looks excellent. Great opening. Have a fantastic rest of your day!
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Wow. You just made my day! Thank you so much. It means a lot and I will in return do the same with yours.
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You’re welcome and thanks. I’ve been reading the first chapter right now. Honestly, I’m very very impressed. Again, great work. I love the dark humor.
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Thanks man, I’m really looking forward to what you think of it.
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