‘the crash out is valid’

—- 111, like a cold coca-cola to the back of the neck. and the armageddon of fall. these scorching feelings always crawling their way back up the throat. not enough time in the day, and too many hours to portray that I’m ‘fine’. and what is a glitch but a person who says no too often? another daily isolation. a general distrust towards the population. like something too sweet in the mouth, another cavity too deep down within the dentin, or a reason for turning your mouth into a ghost.