Colinsign
(Colinsign)
1
my brain has had to endure
a perpetual battery inflicted
against it by myself…
i do not sit easy
dithery
scattered
blabbering incoherently
a door on very loose hinges…
in need of housing…
Dan1
(Dan~)
2
What does your soul want to find?..
it looks like you havent found it or known it yet.