‘You mean you don't know who you've abducted?' Abducted? - the unmeant haughtiness of the lonely and rejected.
14th June – Mr Sandman, I’m so alone, Don’t have nobody to call my own.
Tag: prisoner
5th June – Your clothes are all made by Balmain And there’s diamonds and pearls in your hair.
Perhaps there is an aspect of fatigue that is not sleep but where the body lacks the energy to sustain conscious thought? That thought alone is invigorating. Almost enough for me to raise myself to my feet.
20 Mar – Fly away on Coconut Airways, Fly me high, Barbados sky.
It is a recognised fault of mine, this – to obsess about one issue to the exclusion of all others. Add this to my other great weakness – that of getting every single 50-50 decision wrong, and it all goes to concoct a lethal brew.
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