MISSING DAY:
Hospitals & trains & fast walking cut-throughs, alleyways &
the first hit of tea early in the afternoon. A chocolate
addiction returns to satisfy that voice that whispers,
“You’re run down. It’s what you need” – what next?
Lies come sugar coated in the suburbia on the edge of crazy-head.
I need a ‘New Pair of Glasses’ to swerve the landslide.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Thank you x
(I)
The sharp peak of a sugar rush and then comes the crash. I gave up all sugar a couple of weeks ago, my blood sugar out of control. I thought I might cluck on it, I haven’t really thankful for that, regaining control of the red stuff. It’s all good.
Sweet tooth
Candy skull liars…
Carrot & tomato
Superpowers*