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It’s a sad thought to me to attribute all greatness to something else and to bare the responsibility for all negative things. The miraculous is more common than not and I like to think you make it so.

Frequent trips would cause what is known as a hangman’s cramp because how you would lean your head trying to work out the cursed knot.

Over the shoulders time is draped in folds leaving a comforting sway. Ferry for the enlightened arrives over scarred paths and with no leisure the toll of coins is placed over your eyes. All debts settled and only the furthest left to go

Chase odd lines in the lights, finding just the right songs.

Bacon cheddar hot dogs

Eddie the agent likes to say that’s the trick…..

Fuck you…if you feel it, you need it. Fuck you

Tired of that bullshit feeling like someone is talking about me while I’m there.

Your assortment and like can get fucked.

Oh and you over there..yea double fucks to you

I just fucking eat up these godly aesthetics.

The crumpled mountains with shadowed folds.

The snow covered ranges with dark speckles

How quick the transition from nature to dept stores and heavy perfume

2 years ago I drank myself to injury and put out a signal to the season. Amidst the turmoil I swore upon the pain and there’s only so many misses one soul is allowed.

It is very odd to feel myself a stranger and recount details but under the current circumstances..

I can’t wait to see what the next 2 hold

Cozy with patience islands are shaped.

Most talk at least to pass the time and then the morn.

Should you hear a world yawn it’s only the bigger fish.

City Mythic

As if there is a grace to wrong again, forget again, or even gaze. Where in the spin of atoms is my comfort or truth for it?

If one little adjustment could say that this is the peak of more then should I become accustomed?

I am fond of the chalice and the depths it holds. Shallow hardly the thought of it.

A cinnamon of feeling or bitter memory which pair for your seasoning?

Fractured accost should make a coat that leaves a hanging compliment. Flair for the approach.

What are first oaths? We make a commitment to food, water and air. These physical laws hold us alive in agreement.

Later we love, hurt, cry and dream. I do not know how we stay in agreement with these. I find myself in a profound relationship and constant struggle. I long to express but feel scared that if I fully open up then I will lose some sort of control or be attacked.

I’m getting older and on some days I forget how I even got this old. I miss many who have died and wonder for their dreams. I can be ridiculously dumb at times and don’t know how I’ve settled in that state. I also get very embarrassed how I loose my mind in influence and brazen my inner fool.

It is immensely humbling approaching my limitations and seeing roadblocks in front of me. To be the magician and crowd at the same…