The older I get the longer I stare at leafs
And taro has the back deck
Sitting Coffee table coughing colors long past away and not yet scene
Butter biscuits in morning air the stomach does the thinking mind off and tailored and or tired and or both
mind high have it delicately
Open the mouth not to death
We shake it fast and dare other to watch itself.
Or lip culture is alive and the Well ran
service industry back mind high
Orwell said the only thing I owe death is to die_
Coughing dark lung and bad teeth
Well eyes alive and ran.
Pull my nerves system and braids come out. I think it's the same for everyone
Braids like that one
Looking like it likes to be looked at
When I think we're all just waiting on jesus
Or waiting On Jesus pouring drinks for Jesus misspelling in excel for jesus parking cars for Jesus
Selfies for jesus and loving thy neighbor for us.
And lip culture is alive and well
mind high watching self making other shake it fast