mirror of all’s sustenance who’s beam’s abeam me nebulous, she is with me company that I – by routine – cannot break I am destined to – till dust’s cessation – cinque synoms as if lunar fondness was new I, clichér, see as my […]

Here is the bargain, surfacing again, true It’s not that I forgot what comes with you I simply couldn’t have My feet are getting wet and I am very much in notice isn’t that chastisable? I find it amusing. distilled things, moreso today and […]