loose lips sink ships

that phrase has been circling around my head for the past hour or so. and even though it’s not something i would necessarily agree with it, there’s something lyrical about the phrase. i wonder what i could do with a phrase like that in real life. 

or even 

  1. loose
  2. ships
  3. sink
  4. lips


  1. ships
  2. sink 
  3. lips 
  4. loose

as you can tell, i am passing the time to distract myself from a heart torn asunder. 

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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