Modern Daze Thoughts

Miles of blue. Endless grey. Built up places. Who are these faces? cold dead breeze under deities and the interview room light. God is the shoe and I am the shite. Miles of sand. Endless seas. Only in him they're confiding. What are they hiding? Butterflies dancing to my eulogy on the breeze. God is the dog and I am the disease. Miles of black. Endless introverts. Decapitated fun. Is life defined by the size of your gun? Live fast, die young and don’t think about marriage. God is the mother and I am the miscarriage. Mile of yellow. Endless White. Empty spaces. All special places? All of life a pinch of salt and good humour. God is growth and I am the Tumor. I am God and God is me.