“I have shared secrets with you…”
“Oh Dead Mother!”
“Come have your pills. Depression doesn’t look good on you.”
“It’s just a coincidence that you wore red today.”
“I’m masturbating in public!”
“…And let’s abort this thing.”
“And why do you care that our generation is the worst?”
“You didn’t taste that way before…”
“And I’m learning more about you. Every time we feel each other.”
“Just remember– The Dream of a Green Sunday.”
“Meat has turned raw, my existence is a tragedy.”
“White-Chocolate Cheesecake is the escape, and I feel nothing for you.”
“There was love once…wasn’t there?”
“I think and there was an illusion.”
(c) A.R. Minhas 2019
you are so very old, and so very new. perspicacity travels through human existence like a virus. how we travel and elucidate the experience is so very important. you articulate with modern thoughts, a very fine path of consciousness. why I humbly apply such thinking into my sleepless nights sister. thankyou. peace and love. you modern wind, I bow before your nature…
I don’t know what to say that. Thank you, Gary for your support. It means a lot. 🙂