Destination simplistic style, sensing something, slightly vile...

Realizing that only one thing can get me there, a drama undertaken, because you act like a troll, a jealous fool, a chaotic child, a starving wandererer, happy just for a smile, looking past what we could have been, destroying our future, better off dead. Love unlimited and yet in brief supply, looking like a champion, living Tigers lie.

Text & photos by Walt Cessna