The Skaggerston Nightmares #12
Clenching the handlebar of the carousel horse tighter; my other arm clutching a bass reflex speaker from a stolen hi-fi (so heavy so heavy) I’m gonna be sick must not be sick here and cause a mess (a fight I’m gonna lose splatter splatter) I hate myself for the theft of the speaker, only because I forgot to grab the other one I didn’t think about the people in the house and I can’t stop myself now allowing myself to rush around and around (around) gazing at the sky (why is it purple such a lovely purple purple purple)