Wuppertal

Breathes...

WE were standing outside the film shoot

that would be a nice place to live, trees on probation

turned accomplice seething as if nowhere

storyboarding his own downfall in his head

alike to many dissimilar to none.

traverse the cavernous sanctuary, Michelle middle oyster

April was the day Tuesday was the month, arteries Patton on patrol..

i accomplish sporadic intervals uninterrupted. 

unlikely silhouettes hauntingly adrift my solemn smile

i shouldn't have to live 44 years of being tired, afraid released happy nigh

golden height weight and heart, ugly soul bemoaning acceptance...

take leave of absence, and stay attending, no flag shared rid regression, tame aggression.

in the purest form..

love knows not logic, in a perpetual state of ignorance

it vales the blackness, deep inside the light is all you take

i would second that, 2018, listen all day long fall into me

its squire is vacant and vixen is un-wavering

© Callan Cummings 2017