Freedom of a sort.
Bugs swimming in my curd.
Rattling drive, I'm a dotty old bird.
Despondent, Depressed.
Serial self killer.
Smile, giggle, laugh
Head in my hands
Nick Cave, A piper
And a King Rat
A nevermore overload
Bunnymen to the rescue
Driving in the dark
Sodom rock
Coffee, cigarettes
Laughter in spades
A good weak after all.
1 comment:
Dotty old bird you is.
Switch to vodka while there still is time.
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