In the realm of the numb

Just now I have almost lost the meaning of life

Ok, lets the love die

lets dive into the abyss
with those bloody witches

you’ll win

after all, we cannot longer contain the explosion of malaise
the boredom is eating us like fish and chips

I have no more dreams

Lets us all go mad in this boring madness

all this stupidity

so what

they always win those bastards

so let them win

Tunnel

I started thinking that ‘love’ is evil

vengeful

it’s hate

it’s murderous

so I’ll forget this whole business

and go

to meet

Karakoram mountains instead

or something like that

for a while

before I get back to dreadful London

to deal with all this deathly business

flowers