karma sits on my sofa
whiskey doused, eyes rolled up
to the top of his head, and he says
just do whatever the fuck makes
you happy, mate, just do
whatever you want
(what a terrible thing to be full to the brim with emptiness)
Simply that first line: wow
The image there was...well, what can I say that hasn't already been said.
You just keep flooring me.
your writing always manages to catch me off guard
phenonenal writer! Your karma will be good.
Karma is the reaction, the governing principle, and not the big bang
you get me everytime