it is early, but feels late.
the lingering gray of a rainy morning,
loquacious bugs.
i wonder where the cricket from the closet has gone?
wherever all the time has,
i suppose.
and all of the missing socks.


the lingering gray of a rainy morning,
loquacious bugs.
i wonder where the cricket from the closet has gone?
wherever all the time has,
i suppose.
and all of the missing socks.

halloween is my absolute favorite and tis the season, baby . ![]()
my neighbor sat outside all afternoon and stared at me like i was a lunatic
as i cranked up the sabbath and merrily spun my webs,
but i find pleasure in knowing that someone on my street wants to burn me at the stake. \m/

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fuck the bullshit,
all i want to do is drink whiskey and make old-fashioned ghosts out of tissues!
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anyhow,
the autumnal equinox is on the horizon <3
until we meet again,
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<3 Rexx

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be free.












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