FredPeyer

Monstichs by Fred (inspired by Michael Edwards)

He only wanted to get drunk, the fight was a welcome diversion.

 

 

Since we are all going to die anyway, we might as well live it up.

 

 

After the door closed, darkness overwhelmed the light.

 

 

Got sun-kissed today, in the worst way, will gladly pay, just take the pain away.

 

 

They were lying on the sand like beached whales thinking of what to have for supper.

 

 

I completely missed the presence while waiting for the future.

 

 

Liquor sales went through the roof as soon as the peanuts marched onto the bar.

 

 

War is short for ‘warum’ (german: why), but nobody seems to know.

 

 

Healing a broken love is like fishing for intestines in a shot-up belly.

 

 

Yelling for help is counter-productive in the middle of the night, alone in the forest.

 

 

Ever wondered why we fall into love when in reality we climb to seventh heaven?

 

 

Plankton and whales, the littlest supporting the biggest, just like us and the government.

 

 

Woke up happy, got hit by problems, need to go back to bed and wake up all over again.