I’ve got the curtains closed
Attended all the black masses
Found myself an evil woman
Been to the midnight classes
So happy my heart is dark
So happy to feel so sad
A life I love to hate
A good life lived so bad
Angels run toward the light
Crucifixes made of wood
A silver bullet for my girl
I couldn’t love her, even if I could
16th May 2024 – Submitted to FOWC with Fandango — Silver
There are certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes his whole universe for a vast practical joke.
Herman Melville
Gratitude Journal
I am so happy and grateful that Bruno was too hungover to come by this morning as it was already too hot by 7 a.m. to walk. The low temperature at the moment is 24 degrees. Hooray for electricity and aircon.
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