little old dreams
new ones
ones where i spoke honest
with peace
with peace
Saturday, February 22, 2020
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GUARDED FAITH THAT THERE ARE EYES AND MINDS THAT DO NOT CRAVE INFORMATION IN FORTY WORDS OR LESS. THIS IS ME; FLOWER POTS DRIPPING DOWN WALLS, VINES CRAWLING ALONG CEILINGS AND VOICES REPEATING THE SAME CONVERSATIONS ON A LOOP. PERSONAL WEIGHT AND DESIRE IS THE INFINITE VARIABLE. Joshua Turek