gnunat

Quiet saturdays are a plus.

The cold air forgot to bleet inconsolation;
through my giggles, i manage a wink.
--daisies are a paltry portrait to this effervescent landscape.
gimme a wild tutu and bring a camera.
splayed among rocks and toys and mirages, i'll languidly stretch the time to us.

invoke devastation, i dare.

...creation, destruction, creation, destruction, creation...

llllllled.