out to lunch

And how do I shield from the breeze that blows cold when I put ink to pulp to expose my soul?

deltron says (02:52):
to know that there is beauty in vulnerability. in a world when people try their best to shy away from what it means to be human, there are people who bleed when they are cut, cry when they are sad, feel lonely sometimes, and happy sometimes, love and are loved. sometimes people forget what we really are. and poets remind us.