Zapdash Dusk
@zapdashdusk.bsky.social
I come around to the lighthouse, every so often. It’s a bag of mixed metaphors about that place, but we make do. Come, dry your soul by our fire…
…after all, your soul is so very wet, with a million epiphanies unknown.
…after all, your soul is so very wet, with a million epiphanies unknown.
Prints of your fingers in the Rorschach jigsaw, say you saw a treasure map
September 7, 2025 at 5:37 AM
Prints of your fingers in the Rorschach jigsaw, say you saw a treasure map
trying to say less weird shit to people, it isn’t working
September 3, 2025 at 11:02 PM
trying to say less weird shit to people, it isn’t working
do not ask for whom etc
September 2, 2025 at 11:11 AM
do not ask for whom etc
“that’s called electrocution” motherfuckers don’t understand this is simply about good coffee and nothing else
September 2, 2025 at 11:00 AM
“that’s called electrocution” motherfuckers don’t understand this is simply about good coffee and nothing else