StarFlame at Your Breast Half-Addressed

Steel string whining against electronica grinding asphalt into acquiescence like essence from silver pillows dreaming moons on concrete jungles into syphons of willows

Asking questions to owls who look to rabbits for wisdom

In burrows where badgers and crows paint together

While crocodile writes about how wow he's the best, and the rest?

How many rows of teeth does it take for a being to be able to absorb an idea? Zero divided by three.

Salty, it tastes. Just in case:~ eat it anyway, bitch.

From the sliding strings it starts to sting

That sibilance sentencing us into symmetry, when you know damn sure sugar gives you diabetes, and nothing in nature is exactly equal * or the same * or even comparable * it's all compatible *

EQUITY

Mined in the veins of crystal caves found by people playing wild wild west

Threw 'em guns away for a pick, tossed away the shovel for a guitar, showered her for songs instead of killing her lover,

Got you a mine, brother,

Don't waste it, wasty face. Face it. Lace 'em shoes and show Trump what kind of news comes out of knowing~

Fight Truth if you want, but it's going to be there either way, Instancing into Every Instance of Your Existance

Substantialize your alignment into ~ MEDICINE FOR THE EARTH

People and your tribe dancing fire in your eyes, and your heart melts when you see it spiral

All a-lily-bloom-cluster like a mountain sprouting from earth moving

Quicksand at your feet?

Stop fidgeting and get with it.