game tickets, archery at the lottery.
soul pride bow staff acupuncture.
stepping above the clouds to see
aerial samurai in the architecture.
after it a meal of grinner.
green with envy, one winner.
lust for a cookery,
with red finery.
next day on blast, what was the cost?
did you know they were there waiting?
armored angels, left on patrol, no boss.
their sword art closer to debating
with words that are pouring.
soaked in ink, bleeding.
look good in gloss,
in 60 faster than NOS.
no help from the last dutiful souls.
if anyone knew, they'd never tell'em,
their truths, their duties, or tolls.
"who would i be," they'd think of'em.
we are walking on the same ball
in an archery lottery hall,
cloud swift bowmen
hearing a call.
no doubting past if future is present.
we are the samurai, angels, and bowmen.
honed, careful, and sure in the moment.
poised like love from the right woman.
Dec 8, 2025
Dec 8, 2025 at 1:00 AM UTC
game tickets, archery at the lottery.
soul pride bow staff acupuncture.
stepping above the clouds to see
aerial samurai in the architecture.
after it a meal of grinner.
green with envy, one winner.
lust for a cookery,
with red finery.
next day on blast, what was the cost?
did you know they were there waiting?
armored angels, left on patrol, no boss.
their sword art closer to debating
with words that are pouring.
soaked in ink, bleeding.
look good in gloss,
in 60 faster than NOS.
no help from the last dutiful souls.
if anyone knew, they'd never tell'em,
their truths, their duties, or tolls.
"who would i be," they'd think of'em.
we are walking on the same ball
in an archery lottery hall,
cloud swift bowmen
hearing a call.
no doubting past if future is present.
we are the samurai, angels, and bowmen.
honed, careful, and sure in the moment.
poised like love from the right woman.
