Review: Alicia Cordisco – The Burden of I
It’s me, hi, I’m the burden, it’s me.
It’s me, hi, I’m the burden, it’s me.
In the sleeping city you will become a nightmare.
Respect your elders!
A catastrophic fall from grace.
Some words are best left unspoken.
You never may know in the preterite all perhaps that you would not believe that you ever even saw to be about to. Perhaps.
Dog goes “woof”, cat goes “meow”, bird goes “tweet” and mouse goes “squeak”
Consistency kills.
Three sides of the same ontologically warped coin.
All your bean are belong to us.