Categories Poems Day to Day Irrelevance Post author By Serotonin Post date September 8, 2012 5 Comments on Day to Day Irrelevance I’ll smoke until I’m dead It won’t matter what, or how much I write these pages will waste away my corpse is as dull as any other there is a bomb on the solar compactor any second it will ignite Tags anxiety, death, dull, existence, poetry, writing ← Each Pore Will Bleed → Her 5 replies on “Day to Day Irrelevance” Shit. I’ve called the Philedelphia Bomb Squad; they know your location and are on their way! Back at cha, babe. Back at cha… 💋 Thanks Dizzy, you know how much your support means to me. What you write really matters to me. I think it matters to the others, too. Really. Really do. 😊 Hope you have an awesome weekend! 💋 Share Your Thoughts Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.