Boots Polished

A sudden shift in comfort, Clothes bland and formal, Mannerisms safe, a well-oiled routine, Humour caged, fed scraps of the day.   I’m told I’m now a ‘grown up’, Man, does it suck.   Been preparing for this quite some time, Been told it equates to success. Been running around foolish-like for quite some time,... Continue Reading →

hard to explain

headstrong for so long the plan was a given, even executioners can attest to the odd hesitation, reckons herself a James Bond of sorts, but fiction she is not. Curious George away from the book, heard a sound that would entice, a mind so fancy free, no thoughts of vice. drops of deep sugar bohemian,... Continue Reading →

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