There are no dreams
only nightmares of differing intensities
Some die in the harsh cold light of the morning
And some linger on
An endless torturous hangnail
that gets caught on the edge of each new day
Reaping apart what little was sewed back together the day before
Each day taking a little more
a little more
My comics also feature naked crustaceans so..ya know..if you're into that..
