He was a dreamer. He hoped to be tangible.
“You’re like an anti-marijuana advertisement;
made with legalization just around the corner,
you had hit target like an ant in a size contest.
God knows if you still exist.”
Flashes compound into a flame.
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Author, blogger, painter, poet, schizophrenic, vitamin salesman. There's a shadow person living in my head is something I believe. Fiction. Digital art. Smalltime jobs. I do all these things. Bad biology is a lie. God is a robot. View all posts by Luke Meyer
