Rants and raves, reflection and reverie, responses and regurgitation, recollections and revelations: rightful restitution by a reprehensible rascal. A blog about me and every other runt that slaps my back while passing by.
The earth was pulsing in an uneasy rhythm
I could hear the distant thump of time
As I lay splayed on its barren path
Waiting...
...waiting for it to overrun me
The crushing march of inevitability.