mouth.

thoughts come in, thoughts go out. as i sit here watching the cigarette smoke blow past my screen, i delve in and out of my sub-ether. is anyone out there? more importantly, is there anyone in there? talk to me and prove that you’re real. am i hearing white noise?

*click*

she runs through fields of sunflowers, each one brighter and with a deeper hue of yellow than the previous. i await here with my arms open, looking like a twisted scarecrow in a field of rotting wheat. above me, a lonely small plane does the loop the loop, hoping someone would see and appreciate his effort.

*click*

hi, sweet thing. i want to be your friend. your SPECIAL friend. i can teach you a lot. i can make you feel good. don’t worry, i’ll look after you. oh, don’t mind the belt. trust me. this will feel just as good for you as it will for me.

*click*

here we go around the mulberry bush
place your pen on your eye and give it a push
if it starts to bleed then do it once more
watch blue streaming down the scarlet orb

*click*

we lie on the roof, looking at the stars. are we alone? who are you? are you real? somewhere up there a cloud floats by lazily.

we lie on the roof, and look at the stars.
we lie on the roof, and look at the stars.
we lie on the roof, and look at the stars.

*click*