We’re all just tourists
Clinging at lifeboats
Hoping for bosom.
The sweet and the warm
Are for the dead,
not the survivors
Who cling to life cold and frosty.
The empire dissolves!
And we are tribes once again.
And where is my tribe? Far. Gone.
Not forgotten, but remembered wrong.
Remembered in a different way. Remembered changed. Remembered different. Remembered forgotten.
Sneezing is your face ejaculating. You feel it coming, your eyes roll back and you lose motor function for a moment, sometimes if you feel it coming and you focus too hard you lose it. Plus you shoot out goop haha.