I live in a World Which Has Seven Moons Yes s e v e n Moons In the form Of a great Dipper As i moon gaze every night Until midnight I see The mooons Clear as day Neverr get enough Of this sight at all In my surreal world
Look at this Freaking Flowers Not a painting on The delecate beautiful But A photograph Of the Big Dipper Prejected on It This surreal scene On such a flower The detail Is so beautiful
A summer forest scenery Is Painted On this star As i cannot believe What I am Finding in the Garden Of my neighbours Another vaporwave Scenery On a nice flower So summery.
As I poke At A Star flower I see that It is not pure white Like The Rest but Has a vaporwave Winter scene on it I am dumb founded Yet feeling festive For Christmas
A wise man from the sky Not buddha But hippocrates Comes back to wrong the wrongs Of those like mengele While the Chakra Float overs his head Indicted the Highest intelligence And wisdom
A girl who love weat fields Has died From unknown Causes But she has not Left a hole In those she loved for every Autumn She popps up in the sky close To the great Dipper As comfort to everyone She has touched.
In New york City It is invaded by Giant hedgehogs Bigger then the Empire state building This is not Talltale or Hallucinations Just ask my Friend He saw it.
