Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.

I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.

Pick up those cups. Embrace those days full of flavors. Savor every single drop. Drink up.

I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.

He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes

sky shapeshifters take infinite forms on the azure canvas.

winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction

got my surfboard out and rode the photon waves: googled out!

Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.

Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.

Broken by the vampires who suck life from souls with minimums that keep tires spinning in muck.

Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.

The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!