Asghar Abbas's Blog - Posts Tagged "endless-her"
Vincent McMarrow
And remember, it's not as beautiful as it is inside my head and in my head it's not beautiful at all.
It's rather harrowing, dark and dreary. As your last kiss, final words, only prayer should've been.
Instead of the nauseating rainbow you spewed between our ever narrowing gap.
Though I still like your colors, it's raining too much already. I think too fast to exist in this world, so therefore I must write another, where I am the Other.
It's rather harrowing, dark and dreary. As your last kiss, final words, only prayer should've been.
Instead of the nauseating rainbow you spewed between our ever narrowing gap.
Though I still like your colors, it's raining too much already. I think too fast to exist in this world, so therefore I must write another, where I am the Other.
Hasan's Crib
Vaudevillian
To exit the stage on the day of arrival, to leave so unceremoniously, on the same day of your debut is almost like exonerating yourself.
You suborn yourself into an unbirth which is admittedly a greater boon than death. Because what a misfortune it was to be born, what a fuckin' tragedy, being alive greatest of all calamities. We had better things to do, other places to be.
Drop the script, abandon the spotlights and walk away right now. Exeunt yourself from this play and walk out the exit glowing red.
This life a bigger play, the world a grander stage and people better actors.
To exit the stage on the day of arrival, to leave so unceremoniously, on the same day of your debut is almost like exonerating yourself.
You suborn yourself into an unbirth which is admittedly a greater boon than death. Because what a misfortune it was to be born, what a fuckin' tragedy, being alive greatest of all calamities. We had better things to do, other places to be.
Drop the script, abandon the spotlights and walk away right now. Exeunt yourself from this play and walk out the exit glowing red.
This life a bigger play, the world a grander stage and people better actors.
