is starting to do
running leaps
at my uvula
from bile pool below
where it's been stewing
for quite some time
it's going to latch on
real good and tight
with white-knuckle fists
one of these days
and herald in
songs of sorrowful
karmic oneness
(and hopefully
some laughter
at the absurdity
ushering humility
with eyes wide
seeing through
the slits in salted
facepalms)
and lessons
oh my, the lessons...
#1 = we are the creators
of our hells
and our heavens
Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 9:10 AM UTC
is starting to do
running leaps
at my uvula
from bile pool below
where it's been stewing
for quite some time
it's going to latch on
real good and tight
with white-knuckle fists
one of these days
and herald in
songs of sorrowful
karmic oneness
(and hopefully
some laughter
at the absurdity
ushering humility
with eyes wide
seeing through
the slits in salted
facepalms)
and lessons
oh my, the lessons...
#1 = we are the creators
of our hells
and our heavens
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