Leaking buttons

[Tempest]

I like to imagine versions of me within a world that couldn't possibly exist.


Folding books into skulls
leaving eyeprints on ceilings
injecting trees into bloodstreams
carving pennies out of scotch
jumping into pockets of neon light
feeding orphans white glue
watching stones decay
holding street lights with broken finger nails
watering Gods video games.

I like the idea of turning it into a story a lot. This could be done with some commonplace: she, they, can you, etc. Add some things that make sense to blend it with reality maybe. The ideas are very fun, give them life. Give them rhythm.