dec 24

eyes adjust to red lights and glow in the dark stars, watering darkly at the edge of consciousness, we are exhausted and happy to be living in such a frenzy, something fast and excessive, a binge of all sort, fill the memory banks and reminisce about each later if it at all pops up in the process of all my standard bullshit. words are flowing and continuing to crash into one another, festive and exuberant, using large words and understanding the legacy of good writers, though breaking the spell into a musical framework, something cosmic and the spark of a new inheritable trait, despite all side effects and synth backing tracks, all for visual entertainment purposes, could face the wineter cold alone and without an escort, the words spill like water over a clfifside and exhaustion takes full attention suddenlt. required to pass out in order to have a decent christmas