silent revelation resembles questions held in the throat and recessed light fixtures detail gravity’s glow. compromise maintains its allegiance with leisure activities. Sugar for Health. Entertainment for Sanity. opposites aren’t the only measurement of balance.
Pocket universes accumulate lint, rebuke horoscopes for dust fables.
This is poetry in the way a top Google search is the truth.
Hands stayed before purple mornings grew inches cased in black, touched prayer pose and did you hear?
God is dead.
Music appears, what is sung as miracles never quite fits the scales. Such moments are unclassified outside regular features, become the victim of legends and worse history. Gossip. Gossip. Gossip. Until the words become lyrics.