never play russian roulette with the angel of death
There’s only one way the game can end: the Angel, victorious, and You, motionless, glass-eyes staring into eternity, your body fodder for the bottle-green flies.
scribblings from historic downtown McKinney, Texas: altered art, local color, flora, fauna, cemeteries, irrational commentary, improbable-and-unlikely diy home projects
There’s only one way the game can end: the Angel, victorious, and You, motionless, glass-eyes staring into eternity, your body fodder for the bottle-green flies.