mind is an
atom
bomb
I want to be rogue w/ wayward
stories to tell of roads swallowing
me whole & forests inviting me in
mind is surreal:
suggested thoughts are
so elastic -
tomorrow is tomorrow is tomorrow
capped energy, let's go smiling in swelling tides..
"city lights lay out before us & your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder.."
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