Woke to the tallest trees bathed in different particles of light. Meadow and field benevolent among silent elvin anarchists. A trickster pulled me out into the moonlight , then you know as things go , eclipse and shatter find treasure under the heap of tears and stars. Fifteen girls in matching red stitched up leather cowboy boots ride up the riverbed gravel crackling under hoofs emolliated by rain&honey .
Are all of our meanderings in vain?
All the beauty of the world is encased in diamonds gone to waste by the hands of reckless and careless men all our passions dashed by the cloister of moss by sepulcher by chalice&two step.
Are all of our meanderings in vain?
All the beauty of the world is encased in diamonds gone to waste by the hands of reckless and careless men all our passions dashed by the cloister of moss by sepulcher by chalice&two step.
