Tuesday 5 March 2024

Like the light like the sunshine mirror window flash reflection off the car going by. Seeming to be the thing you want to feel the way you are today and saving you tomorrow should you need to be. Given kindness unexpectedly a dance a moonlight shining in your mind you’re dreaming of in daytime grim demanding and so done you do not know makes you feel that it is worth it. It is all imaginary and there’s no exception to the rule including your acceptance of the sky being with without the cloud horizon that obscures your view and makes your fantasy seem real because of how you feel. Give in to it or not someone’s going to eat the last remaining slice of pie regardless. Beware the righteous soldiers of a thing not born in them not borne by them with any consequence. It’s easy to condemn from in your lazy-boy holding strongly onto the remote control watching things to make you angry like as if it is your own. Bake a cake with a file inside of it. A document. A testament to your inherited condition prison you may now break out of. Quick while they’re not looking. The eclipse of the sun is the moon’s to speak of. I am waiting for her song.

A new kind of music come again.