( lanny quarles on fb / me )

Forswunk.

The edgelord is implacably conceited, because his whole persona is based on denying the judgment of anyone who knows better than himself.

A Morning.

"the future's praise"

like the nautilus
but unwise
weaving shards of loss
like the nautilus

daylight growing less
naming the burdened ways
like the nautilus
but unwise

"The cheaper streets at the base of the hill, drenched in a rich sunset light, are lined with wrecked cars."