these are 15 poems.

one a day.

for fifteen days.


surea is a weird place.

nothing is what you expect.

it starts off simple.

but then:

it gets weirder, more difficult to understand

especially the occult.

you'll be staying longer and longer.

there's no helping it.

do not look for meaning.

this is a land populated by:

-beasts you've never seen,

-dead people who want rape,

-mountains that crush feet,

-a guy with a sombrero
(and it's full of microscopic bullet ants)

.

enjoy this place,

i know i won't.

(get me out of here!)

to begin, just smash your screen.

you are always welcome,

doesn't mean they'll be kind.