Distortions in space?

  just not the place I remember not my town, but it was late September, I remember it ran red with the laughter of vines, how colourful times were back then.   Ghosts that now flit between doorways half lit by the light of a neon can someone please tell me what happened and when…

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Nuts and volts

Hope is just a realisation that there’s nothing in any given situation… and normal is just condescension I need the feel of real. I would go off grid if that would rid me of external influence, but I’m hardwired in to the rictus grin and so I’m stuck right here…

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