Driving Cadillacs in Our Dreams

In this empty, Bob Dylan’s music-filled room, the sound of doors being knocked drowns… My sharp ear manages to filtrate the irregular tact that interrupted swinging tune. Senses, now alerted, give me an ecstatic goosebumps, yet I decide to wait for the next characteristic course of action to take its place. Humans and their patterns are easy to…

Dancing with the devil: I am too all sorts of twisted

I just had one thing in my head: Tame you, then blame you; take you in, so that later I could cut you out. I always got you dancing with the devil. I think, that it all happened just because I actually never really wanted to grasp anyone this much. Or was it more that I purely wanted to see you…

Blobs and thought fogs

I wonder If I will ever get up from the floor. Laying down on the old carpet that I firmly refuse to hoover. Among the little food traces and thousands of lost hair strings, I feel comfortable. A weird company, perhaps… Everything here is timeless for a brief second. Getting yourself lost in the moment is charming,…

Confessional: the chase

The first time I saw Maya was in the rundown Camel pub, close to the sugar loaf walk passage. It was one of those weird sights and I surely don’t know why I stopped chugging my Brandi and looked her way.The girl wasn’t anything in looks, yet somehow appeared charming with the way she was carrying herself. Even if I make this…

Stop whining, start dissing: A modern twist to slavery

To whomever it may concern, after disappearing for few or more weeks I am coming back with the full force, well… to admit, my force is more of a fluctuating type. Certainly, it doesn’t matter where the hell I have disappeared, but I hope that there is still someone who missed my regular beef or creative outbursts ( the…