Annulment, tumultuous and (y/l)earning,

...for a parking spot. I saw her as I drove away in my BMW.

First of many. Waiting on the bus stop.

Sometimes the ride becomes you. You looked so beautiful to me.

Full of beauty.

I want you to be what you cannot be. And never was.

It is I who has given up...

But we cannot stop the trains of time running over you.

But you said...

She said...



I must have a little cry now, for myself.

Futile and useless gluttony yell!

Everything makes all the difference now. I am what I've become.


Think for yourselves and do unto other.



Metal to the petals.