Reality is malleable

"An Awful big Adventure" by Tim Walker in UK December Vogue

(last poem for the zine, it's not even a poem....it might just be the way I speak)

I recall what never happened with perfect clarity

Some call me liar

But I call me a storyteller

A fact and fiction weaver

An oral enthusiast

(please insert fellatio joke where you see fit)

It was forgettable

Spin it

Tell it, don’t talk it

They’ll remember

For reality is malleable

Paper is shredable

And I would literally die

if I could not exaggerate

A new language created from butchering the old

Now I communicate falsities with aggressive confidence