hooligans in an otherwise peaceful place – Rachel (Patient and Kind)

I tapped my ash from cigarettes smoked nervously. Never smoke on normal days, but our world seems odd, Slightly skewed and leaving crinkled knots In my organs, needing ironing out with drugs. The world was folding in for many days, A sense of buttered hate on blackened toast, Just something not quite right, that makeContinue reading “hooligans in an otherwise peaceful place – Rachel (Patient and Kind)”