8hz

map the universe

calculate every outcome

never live a day

it knows everything

knows where you’re vulnerable

knows all your secrets

fear creeps up my spine

the sense of being followed

from each dark corner

so that’s the story

have i told you this before?

i lose track sometimes

twitching a twitcher

the birds subscribe to the feed

nature’s ‘like’ button

mosquito bitten

sun-burnt and dehydrated

we trudge through the swamp

i’m in a sitcom

i’m swimming in the harbour

my limbs lose function

business is business

the flies are dropping like flies

but boys will be boys

my gun misfires

scorch-marks lash across my hands

i hear rabbits laugh

i can keep cleaning

but the mould will always win

it will outlive me

my lab up in flames

attacked by a giant wasp

mondays! am i right?

i wont sleep tonight

all i can think of is you

outside the street screams

i suppose it was alright while it lasted