Benjamin Posted September 16, 2014 Share Posted September 16, 2014 Some times I wonder why I'm not insane. Perhaps I am.... For everything I know turns inside out and upside down in this bloodjaded cage. And I find humour in predictability. The gibbous moon my pet familiar, reminds me of characteristics of a childhood; spent in aching loneliness and struggle to avoid bleakness of spirit, that unmitigated loneliness incites. The face in my mirror is back to front: I empathise with the inanimate. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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