It's like you're looking for John Coltrane and you get Kenny G in brown skin.
~ Cornel West

Planted asses on regal bed/throne stick the landing of this true WADS sunday
Draining the extra saliva by not generating it in the first place
Where does appetite go when it leaves?
Maybe the same place lost memories rest
The junkyard of expired digouts guaranteed to flatshift the most devout Eggo hoarder
Chase of the thrill equated to bullet bras and 4 speeds
Stars and monsoon clouds grant the thrill minus the chase
Have you run any distance lately?
Not having to get anywhere fast seems to be the right choice
That and reverence to the touch
Please never turn me into an untouchable.

Act like your next session is only hours away