In court, versus Adam.

I see a witch. You see an angel.

I smell a fish. You smell a flower.

I hear a scream. You hear a tone.

I curse the demon. You eat the apple.

Is it the obnoxious cynical me or the blinded-olfactory dysfunctional-tone deaf-in love you?

Time. It  seems to be our only judge.

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2 Comments on “In court, versus Adam.”

  1. almahira Says:

    aku pengen makan jus apel

  2. alfapyuee Says:

    makan apel apa minum jus apel?


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