But who can say that the clock's numbers aren't peeping from rectangular windows, where i see every minute fall on me with a click like the blade of a guillotine?
- If on a winter's night a traveler.
I wish i could write better.
About Me
- HAN.
- Twenty years old; Queer; Currently unemployed; Universalist; Hoarder; Single; Full time Zeenster, part time artist and poet/writer. On here you will see me post zine reviews, updates on my zines and other things like that, my drawings and some poetry.
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