Hysterics bursting in the skies above slammed doors. The petty rage of insignificant sums.The mangled shapes of mother stitched into cumulonimbal explosions. Aging, failing eyes still growing keen enough sharpening. Relationships turn into sharp and green tumbling characters. Reading the answers of a Stroop test writ in pareidolia-script. The pattern of nails emerges in everything when someone's last name is Hammerhead. But that doesn't mean that they're wrong, either.

8:06 p.m. - 2019-05-04