As is Love

Cover by Alkan Akdamar

I&I
leave me and smell the flowers
I, from brain reduced sense data
I out of hand when sugar level down
I to Naked I to nature of I;
spirit

Then ahoy fertility, ar-ar the meaning of boundless, the propagation of what is chosen from purple, the un-importance of how little the small brilliance is, it’s unique place amongst every billionth of shining, variable; the undying fire in every furnace. Prettier when left alone and moreish…

A waiting into a song
They have been asking for a while
Waiting on shores and by marble pools
A waiting into a song, time and idols
And moments and wet dreams are not to replace those Corinthian pillars
To be holding the sky up and a garden down
We need much education in a now finite world

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