Soaked….

….in the mire of existence.

Remember them….

…if you know them.

I only have eyes

….to see.

Time has wearied me….

….like nothing else.

Still hungry….

….it is winter after all.

Personally delivered……

……is always the best.

Keep warm…

……while the wind blows through the branches.

Wrap yourself up….

…..in your worries.

Remember….

…..if you can.

This City….

….is full of clowns. Good clowns.

Not the shit ones….

…in charge.