An irregular heartbeat from d.o. to you.
Not like a daily kos, more like a sometime sloth. Fast relief from the symptoms of blogarrhea and predicated on the understanding that the world is not a stage for our actions, rather it is a living organism upon which we depend for our existence.
Roots & Branches
Roots and branches reaching
light and water and your touch
beneath it all the street the wall
and The Fall and The Garden all
so much for that your intensions
apprehensions and ever expanding
misunderstanding alienation from
Creation you fucking idiots and
your digits your calculations the
ruined relations reaching light
and water beneath it all and above
your Fall we await your fate.
posted by D.O. | 2:56 AM
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