#poetryofig

all bubble zzz - queen bee dreaming blues by the ocean and we seem like bats out of heaven, love I know you love like I wish how I cry is how I kiss existence dirt and earth by seed to come king for this

-ill enspiritu- those rough years in your rough place , I spent there , alone , too because I had not yet dreamt of conquering the madness and torture like the others , too focused on or off on being engrossed