[April 20th, 2022]

seeing evil intents, portents of backwards-reaching deceptions & manipulations, master plans speeding past my ever oblivious eyes

i am but a stunned conduit for flowing currencies, a catalyst for impatience & disappointment, distancing waiting to happen

companions of all sorts sense my silent disquiet, and they hide & grow quiet, avoiding the uneasy disavowals

the graveyard sings out day & night, recursive numbed-out nightmare where giving up & in is the foregone conclusion

in a bad way, an illness of pervasive aftertastes & cold blankets, hounding with impunity