This morning I wished to be reborn and not for any genuine reason only that I'm bored and obligated. I swam in the ocean and tasted the salt of embryonic fluid (I imagine it is salty) and thought about performance and thought I could live in the cradle of the mountains in some sort of bush of purple flowers. Earlier today I was afraid of a barking dog behind a fence; I curled up inside myself and crossed the street and put my eyes down so it would know I'm not a threat. No, I could only live the life I am right now.
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They should invent a machine that grabs you and flings you around a bare sterile room with a crane arm industrial that comes from the ceilin...
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It swells and crashes goes from hot heavy-pregnant wet to cold, whipping, white peaks and things equal to rise lower to drop and I keep drin...
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