hmmm…

How do I keep it simple; I have a lot of complicated shit to do. The lies are so pretty, and they so sweetly bat their pretty eyelids, they seem so true. And then when I take a deep, deep, drag in, pretending to practice Pranayam; in that true moment, with those lies, I honestly, most genuinely, breath in, keep it in, and then slowly breath out. All that thick white cloud, carrying all that is bad inside of me, out. Or so it seems, and it satisfies me. And so with a lunatic mind, I sit a present sane rationales, of all that there is, and why isn’t there, what should be.

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