my creativity is linked to my insanity
so is yours, probably..
winter shut in
balancing sun beams on a shoulder.
outdoors the great
cacophony carried on frigid winds
bearing no gifts of a thoughtless virgin.
hibernation, yeah, that's the thing!
we are always ready to binge and purge at some lengths but the sun whispered summer and we all heard it.
february in the woodshed.
he built a box house for the strays and fed them.
how will these trends affect the soil?
this has not happened yet or before.
bet your ass there will be grass to mow and then some.
i sit in my parlor thinking of plagiarizing hospitable effects.
Man with Lawn Mower --Karólína Lárusdóttir
bearing no gifts of a thoughtless virgin.
hibernation, yeah, that's the thing!
we are always ready to binge and purge at some lengths but the sun whispered summer and we all heard it.
february in the woodshed.
he built a box house for the strays and fed them.
how will these trends affect the soil?
this has not happened yet or before.
bet your ass there will be grass to mow and then some.
i sit in my parlor thinking of plagiarizing hospitable effects.
Man with Lawn Mower --Karólína Lárusdóttir
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