PASSED IN THE NOW within the hills cold unwrapped laying unstill ever running the bullets ripped grazing and munching one came at me five to ten time..
the eyes have itsay ayethis window of blissaqueous humorthe pupil of studywatching timebetween You and Ipains in glassdarkened solid castblack shining..
cicadas sing succulentDroning earthen growlLying beside bonfire desiresLightning glance blinks flowing on breezeDance of the fawn encircled by treesPr..