Submissions by tillyjstone

That knowing,

That pressure,

That creation in performing.

Turning that natural task into a lay into a play oh, I do but I ask why in heaviness do I pay
no thought for the present or for today.

Left spinning after the mania and rampant red roar!

Educated in this state of filth cultivated by me and more, resulting years ahead of my physical self criticised for my present debut in a descending web of tissue.