Early morning light
of day.
Time to ponder.
Before birds first song.



Shell ✨🐚

Magical smog & fumes
beckoned me inside
the boulevard of palaces
Ahh...psychedelic Organism.

Tremulously,
the chandelier falls on me.
I wake up & grab my bottle of whiskey
& Look around!

The scent of
high neuroticism
& low openness
stinks harder in the people.

Reality is repellent.
Dreams are seductive
even as I was dying.

A curse
Spelled in black magic
Leaking, evermore.

ufff

Grief floods
Lament gushes
Not blood.

Lesion //Leak
Forever.

Family needs to

be lovely: each other's crown


witness, a party!

The rich people feed

each other, so the hungry --


have to do the same.

Do not be bound
by anything
not even yourself:
this is freedom's true meaning

Three years of stillness,
But you brought me back to this—
Rage, like ink, spills out.

How can i forgive?