Sunlight
Righting my horizon
The intellect of fashion gasping with Reaction
Outside a door I’ll never open
3,555 day incubation
Cement the locks
A stocked wine cellar in my imagination
Is burrowed into the earth, pardon the roots
(we believe animals have rights, too)
The mole, the rat and Chateau Malrome Cuvee
I fall into my mind until I cannot breathe
                                                                       (teehee)