A poem

Power lines from my window view.

The rain is here again to keep the heat in check. I wish society worked that way so the egos would know their place. But we all know how that goes. Some want to be kings of the worlld with serfs and slaves

The heat is here like it's trapped. I still won't turn on the air condition just yet. Am a enjoy the sauna for a minute. My friend loves the sauna. She does hot yoga in saunas. Crazy girl but it definitely

Hive feels solid and fresh. This is my first steps in the Hive. Cool. Good vibes. I write poetry, fiction and non-fiction. I take a lot of photos and pretty stay online 24/7. The web is my hideaway. I