MATTHEW TONKS Australian Horror Author

we don’t see that we’re helpless,

frozen in the world of a tomorrow that will never be,

throwing light on fiction,

instead of trusting in the fact,

dessert spoon sized granules of shit,

broken in the tide of time,

we wished for something impossible,

for we wished to wish,

a silly step,

made into something beautiful,

a woman in red,

a devil in blue,

a wish to wish,

a mistake from me,

to you…

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A car approaches along a wet forest road at night

The Road Doesn’t End Here.

There is always another story waiting beyond the fog.

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