Playin’

Playin’

From the start and some ways into it, hazinesslaborious and lingering, veil of shameinstant yet never wholly gratifying, uninhibited encounterswhat’s meant to be seen, everything resolutely walled in the darkerrantly tiresome, a fabled fiendauthentic power in substance, burrowed too far … Continue reading

Things That Move the World

Things That Move the World

I haven’t fully awakened from my foggy half sleep state this morning, I must have been dehydrated. I chugged a full glass of water. No change yet. That attractive energy that pulls this planet into shape, that tug isn’t only … Continue reading