i ring life to a cigarette lit from off my stove i review an organic future and stew in idea features
the great ***** failure a break from my personal regret and the burnt soup on the back burner on the global state i must dutifully reflect i huff upon my cigarette
ignite
i feed to life a forrest fire engorges beyond the expected life fends suffering their airways and their burns all the rage in the cities meets the harbour and sets out to sea on great swirling patterns buoyant garbage charred underground gas eruptions it's an opening invite to the earths core and furnace and the devils and forks to recreate all habitation cleared igneous surface tough, porous, fertile grip