Backyard Osprey

accidents and clouds some people are so empathetic towards the ravens, exoctic pidgeons, dog licks my hands like I'm a god holy jesus christ of butterfly mehtod madness with a hyper-bloom tint of lime everywhere. kids are allowed to play with two tots and one gumball if they can find the jar. I consult the dazzling female with this hormone and its pollen on the warm wind in texas. ten thousand nano-buddys chilling out and a pedicare by Safrol its almost dance of kellys. all unique inside calling forces to submit to synoptic discahrge dancing possessed with wild impulse and its all in form. Bon sway to chai, holy bitter wax, silver ring cobra, hot tomato glasses and lips to kiss a new pyschedelic runaway jacket, the flavor of the seal still in my mouth, slip threw some dark alley the like beat nic poet walking to the cinema ? And still the undead follow the scent of water lily or golden cups of Atropa, deadly vine with grenade effects, little sweet flowers that transform in to sportscars.