RedRum
Clouds of gun powder fill the air.
Knees covered in bruises. And arms with cuts.
A battle to find a good book to read.
I’ll just have a seat.
A day on Islay
Ice cream
Keeping the hopes up!
Clearly unenthusiastic and unemployed
Homemade lies until implosion
A mind on the right track but going the wrong way
Actions no longer have consequences
Wordless explanations
Angry rationalisations
More pointless goods here.
Mushrooms
He told me it was difficult to describe his current state. He felt content, though deeply troubled. What seemed to be an easy and genuine task for people, was to him most confusing and difficult. He was just back from the supermarket, where he spend 10 minutes standing in front of mushrooms wondering whether he should buy a batch of 3 big ones or a paquet of small ones. Same weight, same price. No idea what to do. I asked him what he chose, but he simply wished me a good day and walked away.
Vibrant clouds
Stuck between two worlds with nowhere to hide nor go. Nothing but the noises of singing birds on the swinging trees. Warm feet, a clear mind and a glass of chilled Armaguinha.
