8 Aug 2013
(2013)
Once we had a happy planet with apogees and perigees.
I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.
Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.
Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.
The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!
winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction
gentle breeze on the beach– sudden rain
haiku are headlines reporting mother nature the insight stories
lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves
Work defines the bee? Hives shoul… But entries belong on pages. Companies write mission memos. Souls pen living stages.
I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.
sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.
zombie scientist starves while doing his research humane substitutes
Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.
Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.