Fold is such an overused term by me but it showcases an Exactness of meaning.
I fold punishment away for now and try and focus on no not focus or try.
Wrong.
I am the gratitude warmhearted livingness
Until I forget again
No not forget
Until my neurons slip it sideways out of not sight unknown
Thank everything it creeps into prominence more frequently
The peace
Ill have to fold it all in eventually
But for now skimming is a reprieve
And healing

I don’t care if its shit. Everythings shit anyway. Loveshit shitlove. Splat sploosh whatevs ha!

Not caring doing

04/19/2021

Posted on 04/19/2021
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