Mon
Nov
2
reme-ergence
I’ve been on a free opinion hibernation, let things brew in the mind. A man who does not say much ends with more things to say than if he just ran his mouth. Classical music races through the skin and tinges the nerves. Debt imprisons the mind. Time is make believe. Late night conversations are tangible. Words deserve recognition in the world of physics. I want you to run your hands down my chest. The devil is a mole no surgery can remove. He annoys me. Clean sheets and dirty thoughts. 1st place the heart, 2nd the throat. Let hope hang in an infinite ring. Shock the body like a heated piece of steel and mold it. Eyes slowly drift, lids droop, drip into another world.
