Waxing In Sugar Land Tx

those days when you're not quite

My life plan right now is this: feeling sorry for himself all the tears dissolve in one cascade every sodden lump that continues to the level of the fourth chakra intorcolarsi climbing up to fifth, as I infer from the fact that I also blocked the gorge and I miss her breath to scream, solubilize remorse, liquefy regrets, bury the bad conscience as a wall of water load as divine vengeance. Possibly do during a storm by horde, so that outside and inside there is only water that rushes by so thick stick with pinpricks. Clear, short, clean, wipe out, annihilate: works sins and omissions. And then sit on the river bank to wait until raindrops and the light starts to filter through the leaves.

I'm going. And come back wet, but happy. Was the last thing I do.