Good-Bye Hunter
Pint-taste bitter the Vat 69 wrests a tear
from eyes grown dry with hopes of victory.
The heroes of my youth are fallen and I cannot
find the sacrificial move to save the day.
I am weary of surviving. The insignificance
of my passions mocks me in the shaving mirror.
The bats have won.
Stuart Andrew Marshall Tanner
from eyes grown dry with hopes of victory.
The heroes of my youth are fallen and I cannot
find the sacrificial move to save the day.
I am weary of surviving. The insignificance
of my passions mocks me in the shaving mirror.
The bats have won.
Stuart Andrew Marshall Tanner
posted by S.A.M. Tanner at 10:58 PM
2 Comments:
no, they haven't.
keep breathing.
As John Irving says: "Keep passing the windows"
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