sam roberts

So, when it's over, then it is over. Then it's over. Then its over. Then is over. Over. O-V-E-R.

Love love love love love love Love LoVe love love love love love love love love love L-O-V-E.

Even a stopped clock gives the right time twice a day. Even a stopped clock goes backwards twice a day. Even the time forgives you and lets you do it again when the beat is hard and thumping well enough. If you get drunk enough you can go back in time through the river and the water of your eyes grows plants instead of sorrow. Back to the bottle and inside drinking up a wine is when you then join the army because the army is a good place for the dead to find meaning. Lost in tha that it under it. Pick it up it. Joy underneath and new life. So why cry after all. The worst is better than any of it. I will never know you.

So what?

Fat and stupid and lazy. Me. You. Us. Over. No more. Sit alone. Sleep alone. Eat alone. Be alone. Want alone. Sky is alone. Stars are alone. Moon is empty. Full of empty light. This year is the very first full moon new years eve. Ever. Over. Up it it it it. It.

Drum machines keep going because that is the easiest thing for the electrical energy to do because we twist it to conspire in our favour. Simple reduction of motion. A joke. A comic. The news.

Freedom. For the rest of us is there. Hy usld the fraly plesss guy tstis thia athe alksksj in the wongg.

Pnoobuw. Piv hyo wudf ik un gyaqa. By udkj the rqipz jyummm fij tstis thia athe alkhyhl um yjr vemff.

Climb over me. All you needed was a friend.