Along the Boundary, Between the Bricks

In soup corn hill sandwich pasted letters on the forefront. lying daylight smitten energy erupted finger results growing jiving for daylight meantime fruitcase rhythms and sundry saxophone sounds.
Korn flower daylight ecstasy togetherness sand filial collective unconscious
and
scrupulous
beginnings as it were in the rhythms that pervade the natural scenery distant melodies collect yesterday to today and the future
becomings
donut shop
growing tendrils of the imagination
moonbeams
time sandwiches
fruit beams
heart sentences
together with all at the door.
Open the door and there’s the people. Collect silent mass awareness becomings with intuition well informed not in jail
and here in the workings of the minds eye and everything everlasting
until
open the door
and some Michael Jordan shoes are from amazon
anyways, peace.

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