I sneak but with dancing spritely spirit
Dark covered chocolate
My best friend and I exist with radiance and flirtation
Charming the charmed, gem stones falling from our lips
Our little coffee table covered in bohemian scarves.

Beautiful Innovator is in a cab on his way.
I told him earlier I was too tired, too wornt' (if thats a word we can dream up and bounce back and forth, yeh?)
Stimuli overload
But what a beautiful thing, good or bad
Theres always gonna be backlash
And we jump through the hurdles of fire
Even if people straight up *******
Can't even respond n ****.

Back to work tomorrow
Back to work
Back to work
Dollar dollar bills.

But right now. In this moment.
**** it.
**** it all.
I move and continue to glide past what caused so much
Badness
I know I'll be able climb up past the rocks of the cobwebbed
Alabama fields I once would so gentile-y slumber in.

Monday.
Ramble on.