for a soul tilting @ windmills I gotta say we’re almost alike who knew we were mutually the keys to the entire city how quixotic didn’t you know all this time we were meant to have a happy ending
from where I’m standing it’s ironic to watch the psychotic invest so much time in malignancies only to watch the crumble & panic like chickens where there’s a hawk
we’ve all got roles in this show it’s all about the experience you paid admission you saw the pamphlet you just chose to forget
we don’t don’t
have time to lose
get in loser they’re wrapping up
I’m not sure Jesus is going to make it
unless he’s the one hiding in plain sight
in the back row
in a white robe
2 thoughts on “a girl loves flower shopping when the world is burning”
Holy smoke. Subconscious thoughts uncoupling in a stream of conscious wordplay. What the hell is going on in that head? I love it.
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;] many many things are going on in my head. Thank you!