fractions of something

illustrations of grounded mishaps whisper beneath the sunshines of stones that you only know because your conditioned to. translucent phrases optical findings scramble past yesterday almost like its known. forested hyperaware listings only go so far when your flooded.

longing flusters murdering frights, having to stroll a path that is acknowledged to be trippy but correct. pouring hints of cold pure pressure until its a feathered wish. you ask me what’s the date I respond with magnification, you tell me the date I am abandoned exclusively to a trance.

rain is safey, sunshine is reflection. clouds have ideas and rainbows have hope. sadness is realising you want more. charismatic glidings of roads is just a destination. is where we are now somewhere?

relativity and creativity should be encouraged not threatened.different is expanding humanity and sense. sitting in mess is only an art people have created. most is sandings of quite something. features don’t need to be solved but held.

evaporation hidings and sensual seconds are silenced.