*Tracing the shallows on another chest. Beautiful sleep, next, Siargao is dreaming. Dilatory tactics, deposit issues rent. Theres tranquility in our pockets but no peace on the surface. Bury our biographies and grasp for all tomorrow needs, is a delight in beautiful images.
(Beyond) the ashen stratum absent peace frequency, (The Rainbow) and the light in the world, has peaked. With latent interest I’ve discovered a new of myself, in the red earth’s crust, thick with a veiled smirk, when the visitors are dozing.