A Devine listening.
Of trippy artifacts and papers...
An artform
Transferred into books on tape....
pragmatic
Saviours..
A feeling made to make a gangster. Feel his greater nature...
Glowing hearts.
ramblings of a sinner..
That shape
The grayness that's still left in winter...
A bitter tongue.
The mic
Like satan's innards... entrails dinner....
A failing game that plays the master.
Against new beginners.
Without a foolish filter.
I make snapchat
Means suit aces
And a duece for kicker...