~ This forbidden city walks on water, keeps all the undesirables at bay, it's always a balancing act.
Oh, blighted court of Catherine the Great, thy friends are having a hard time, but horsing around, no less.
Enlightened by summer drugs, and busting out of their tops and castles, thongs on thy feet, and thongs on thy bottoms, this zenith and this nadir come in colorful collages, everything else is a flash of flesh.
Sped along by frequent bloodletting, there's a revolution in thy teenage mind, a looking for the hidden and interested motives, but no one can live their life on the skis.
Rulership of heart is far from recreation, but you raised a smile to sin, until all we could do was shake our heads and laugh. ~
From the 'Checklist Before Commencing on a Dream.'