stuff.

[razor wayans damon blades]

@El Pancake wow nice piece, thanks for the inspiration!
http://netcees.co/showthread.php?t=48112



The amended pulpy orange bloom, where Asian Barbets tend to cloak
dynamic roar. Responsive ruse, dusk of afternoons emphatic oak
Organelles and fungi frolic. Specters gulch, rainbow angels dabbed in gold
watch the genus abound. hybridize the blended rifts. Mixed with coffee birch and lambent rogue

Much wiser now. Every moment I graze your shell
a taste of hell. It’s something, the reviving touch of your skin
Succumb to my grasp. Inclination. The ferver.
From cotton that kisses the cloth from your brim
that blows lush, verdant ineffable murmurs
that tell me they love me. its pink

the spirals we made, when wind wrapped around the curves we insisted.
A vortex of grass, etched into blades of this chlorophyll world where we drifted
revel in the retina of mother natures more sensible addiction.

I don’t want to get wise

I rather be young forever; sublime
Don’t forget us. But forget the incandescent white wine.
We’re stuck in a hourglass. Blind in the metronome
Picturing every last petal, to never wither away
Mobile for eternity. The only thing immobile is age