Late Night TV
I can’t escape it.The screen—glowing, cold—stares at me, mocking.They’re talking to me,I swear they are.That local
I can’t escape it.The screen—glowing, cold—stares at me, mocking.They’re talking to me,I swear they are.That local
Above me there was no sky. Only sun. Without shadows the city was a fraud. The
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The karaoke cacophony awakens at night,A chaos of creatures wet and insects small.Crickets create the chorusAbove
Oh God, not today. Please, not today. Tyler forced his way down the narrow mountain road