5/3/17

Dear Cocaine

Dear Railgun,


I know that you know that I know.  I know that you know the nature of our enhancement.  We don't get anything done faster.  I know that you are counter-intuitive.

While it feels like everything is happening faster, the tooth is everything happens slower and from the inside it all feels.  Sped up.

One thing about you remains true: not a day goes by without wondering the glass  What if?  Recently,  a day does where we nose what's up.   A day we know it up tight and everywhere it could and should be.  A day where

that shit holds no water and time a'plenty and none of it for that.




dourly yours,

Mr. Derpow

No comments:

Post a Comment