We live.
We die.
About a week later, we get back up and start tearing the flesh off of whoever is most convenient to fill the emptiness in our bacteria-bloated corpses that is most definitely not a metaphor of our desperate search for connection in this hopeless slog of repetitive day to day existence.
Sometimes, there's sex and/or blood.
Language
English
Pages
101
Format
Paperback
Publisher
Dragon's Roost Press
Release
September 28, 2020
ISBN
9781735123
ISBN 13
9781735123
Meaningless Cycles in a Vicious Glass Prison: Songs of Death and Love
We live.
We die.
About a week later, we get back up and start tearing the flesh off of whoever is most convenient to fill the emptiness in our bacteria-bloated corpses that is most definitely not a metaphor of our desperate search for connection in this hopeless slog of repetitive day to day existence.
Sometimes, there's sex and/or blood.