blisterbagfrozenslaw

charitable slothbaggings
i got less moon gleamings than raspy pope voices
glass jars and heavy weights with floor boards suspended. a terrible racket of loose scumrag grenades tumble through unwanted thoughts

resmembling branches even with the ground

surveying stimulated conversation with real conclusions
unfortunately all obtained through a layaway breeze
catch the complete feline recognition
for it's what makes my day.

self-evaluation was never meant to improve/upgrade what's already been there or here.