May 1, 2020
Long way to see up close, the short distance between two brains and the clutch of mad galaxies between two minds. Grabbing the meat of mind to stabilize a commitment to keeping clear of heavy guilt quiets nothing, maddens the soul. One is led to the places they drew havoc from a sense of peace. Colliding this realization, most fade the shared days and nights of the world, their skins folding inward to keep the memory soft, flesh smoothed over, intent sharpened for the circus to jingle its way into the world with impunity. Something wicked this way continually comes.