Jul 31, 2025
this coffee isn’t just coffee it’s a warning this log knows things it shouldn't but won’t tell this diner booth has seen too much and still refills your cup this town smiles like it forgot what happened last week on purpose this red room isn’t a room it’s a feeling you left behind this owls don't blink because they already saw the ending this pie slices itself if you're polite enough this silence hums in backwards jazz this man talks to tape recorders and gets answers this is Twin Peaks and it’s not waiting for you to understand
made by robots because my brain kept trying to add a talking raccoon and a saxophone made of teeth