The realisation that sleep can be an adaptive process made him confident enough to relinquish the decision as to when to sleep to the body rather than the mind. He would stay awake until the body shut down by its own device. No harness required, most likely
Poetry Drafts
Binary
Friendship as per the common definition, obviously stating cross sex relationship here, I cannot do it, it doesn’t work for me, somehow lacking the ability of distance and keeping things platonic, tension brewing, boiling over. I am binary, either loving you fully or
not.
a love story in B minor
She fcuking hates me
Whatever I do is
She fcuking hates me
Never enough
She fcuking hates me
Cesspit lurker and
She fcuking hates me
Charlatan stripper
She fcuking hates me
cordial despise
She fcuking hates me
all the way to the bank
not all who wanders are lost
Giving the three finger salute on
the first day of May; sunshine
reflecting on calming seas.
The House of Three Crowns
towers in the background, the
power within permeating the
lands of old, heroic stories told of
the hero of ages, the one who
walked the path, soon to show
himself to those with no doubt.
lies bind us
unshaved – rabbit ears; whipped cream dreams;
admiral Kane – breaker of bane; ties that bind us; shout out; a magic word; stopping pain and extacy; the lust of two; stopping not; lies bind us tight; until death comes
karmic debt
The leftovers from a life of old, a passed life still in memories recurring, the living in
the workshop, beneath a bench, squalor, the long long hours, longer still, the karmic debt is being repaid.