A brain overly-soaked in formaldehyde
it’s early way too early for chipmunks with heavy chisels etched behind heavy eyelids where glistening shards dance then morph into the arid landscape littered with gorillas in pink tutus to fill the void of humanity toe twirl to the eclectic sounds of Nina Simone time to layoffbooze and gran’s prescription pills
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Art….. is the footprint of inner essence – James Carver
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