nibbling away at your sanity
Staggering toward disaster.
In his colorful way.
Chillin', hangin'. Makes me a wallcat.
S'where. S'where? S'where s'at.
You mean this? Hell, I don't know.
Try uncrossing your eyes. Or crossing them.
Time to kill? Walk this way.
Look around. Now what you say?
Nothing to do. Stand, wait. Check your cell phone.
Readjust your shotgun. Wait to go home.
One way to keep your feet warm.
While scouting garbage to peck.
Sometimes. A window is just a window.
But not this time.
Makes you wonder. Does it go somewhere?
Or are you already there?