outeryou

:12 to wake from the dead and dread life instead of previous submissions running through my head all other declarations i'm admitting are simply exhibitions. from exhibit A through Z, i must see the future casually form a reality i'll attain mentally then, physically i manifest destiny causing a reaction breaking the chain every time i go through the ways of my single brain, often times feels as if I've a legion in regions of aftermath as i attack a stack of wack slacked jack creep flak *Boom. Bang. Pow.* now that feels like a kick in the head from the future i see wedding bells in, if i look a little longer i see another fable chilling their yonder i wonder if i take a gander i might meander over and scatter clovers all over till i run the shit over... 1:00