Friday, October 16, 2020


little bear pulled my pinkie. is it odd when you're old to still call part of your body pinkie? i'm liking this little art. it flows like thought, it flows from the original source, of thought, her thought, welcome in my brain. i bent my pinkie in the sheets and heard myself cry god damn. it's not that bad is it. we can have joint therapy. the planet is is in trouble and it's all on us. we are trying to make something work but we have to tune in and stop fucking up. it's sustainable if we want it to be.


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