Now My Wings Fit

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An Observation from a Car Park Wall

The sky is grey and
The rain is drizzling warm:
Goldilocks weather.

Anything Can Be A Bookmark

Having surveyed the
available resources,
I elect to use
a playing card. The seven
of spades, to be specific.

Where’s the End?

I shouldn’t have this
kind of trouble with loo roll.
It’s not Sellotape.

The Longest Day

My everything aches:
Legs, feet, back, neck, head, even
my fingernails.
My fingernails hurt. How
does that even fucking work?

Pesky Bodily Functions

Am I gonna sneeze?
I think that I’m gonna sneeze.
Nope, it was a yawn.

Now the World is Ending

They stayed till the time

came for the sun to rise. But,

of course, it did not.


The outside is cold.
The inside needn’t be. Close
the fucking window.

Stairs Are Not My Friend Today

Went dancing last night.
I can feel my legs, but, fuck,
I wish I couldn’t.

Noct That Day

There will come a day
when I stop making Noctis
puns. But today is

Confessions of a Twenty-Something Christian

Shit. I just slurped the
Blood of Christ. I hope I’ll still
get into heaven.

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