God came and left the world bogged down, transient with options but who can see them rise and fall, come in spells and slip away like a heat map of a virus. I read before that it was sticky, they liked it, there, up to the neck in it, slurping. It was awesome.
Beautiful, I was so lost in thought following the poems that I drifted with a stream of consciousness for a passage of time until coming back to read the reflection, all the while rolling the slow road home in a sweat lodge that they call the x41 - thank you x
Beautiful, I was so lost in thought following the poems that I drifted with a stream of consciousness for a passage of time until coming back to read the reflection, all the while rolling the slow road home in a sweat lodge that they call the x41 - thank you x