snaking through overwhelming emotion and then calling yourself fake i breathe so much deeper and wear a lazier spacier face i feel only outlines that are covered with plastic and old scary legends are real and aware to me
I, only now, feel close to everyone i have turshiarily associated with. I have ignored the fact that they must most be like me.
There is a fleeting glimpse of pink under reddish brown with a blotch of beige and black i don't know how long this and other visions have kept appearing since way back