Wake,
bake,
take a break for the sake of sanity.
Vanity, feel great for your mental amnesty.
Some day,
even you sunshine,
can master the art of verbal alchemy.
*
Yell if you feel the sharpness of reality moving its way slowly through your outer shell. Into the void where your soul rests, then into the middle of your heart. Scream if it kills you, otherwise, no one will notice.
*
Someone once told me that we were alone in this world.
There was no such thing as God.
There was no such thing as Milaclagetis.
It made sense, because I'd never heard of Milaclagetis before, but it didn't seem like something that would exist.
*
Nonsense.
nnsns.
n.
Butt.
*
