Let me grab you
Arm in arm
And walk you down
A path sunwarm

With steam clouds
Rising from
A dawning ground
Melting the

Frontal lobe
In the morning
During perfect cold
Solstice in scorching


Let me walk you
Down a path
Let us talk about
An equinox

A box
A breath

Descending from
A dusked scend
A dim skyfloor
A melting wind

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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