Cravings are a lagging indicator of a past need. Replenish what you require to avoid folding to desire.
A quizzical creature bundled down. Quilted together, cut, from the same cloth - different scissors. Warm until tattered, somehow catching wind. A tired, musty dry line sagging and swaying. Moreover, the unreachable often still reach you. Crooked, but as usual, the only one in town.
Cradle in the arms of pine needle anemone Wash in the light of magnetic, bleach sand The biochemical hum of gray matter overlapping white Subtle lucidity of this square foot garden Find your sanctuary, Build your peace
Death before us, life upon us.