Saint Beckett

Time for a visit…

…..to what has happened.

….to take you where you need to go.

…..doing my best to appear normal.

“I don’t know what I’m looking at. But it smells like shit around here.”

…as I walked into the bookshop, I said hello only to be met with the cold stare of an old dead fish, unblinking, and staring at me the whole time.

….to the great nothing.

Unfinished works November 2024.

……….with the sound of the river.

Join is it’s song.

….for the blue cat

….so I will do my best to not be grumpy.

Cards are getting done.

….what you wish for.

…..before the world is ruined forever.