ilovecress

My Journey Home

Hot so hot
As the sweaty pit of jubilee
Encowers my face
3 stops
That’s it
3 stops
And then the realisation
I paid for this.


The Lake District

It is the light
that
transforms the bracken
into shades
of heather, as
streaming clouds
rush through the dales
and weep weep
upon these lakes
until the
deadly robots crush
the skulls of us
and skynet
rules us all.


Dolphins.

Rape rape rape
Rape rape rape
Rape
Rape rape rape
Rape
Rape rape
Rape

Dolphins.