the chemical imbalance which causes this ongoing ambivalence
which to say is as enjoyable and comparable to sitting on a throne.
here we are.
within a moment as pure as defecation i rise to greet another day, which may or may not be of any importance, but it's here and we slide through it.
. . .
after a lengthy conversation, some nonsensical news from north america and a walk to the beach, i realize that everything written before and after this will be perfectly true and drivel bullshit.
selah.