fevax — Today at 8:57 PM
of a feeling
that is not of words
but i simulate with words still
Psyagnostic — Today at 9:00 PM
we're flying high, we're flying right up to the sky
fevax — Today at 9:00 PM
excuse me, lad, do you copy
Psyagnostic — Today at 9:03 PM
The day starts at 00:00, no work today, no work tomorrow.
Data-filled substances conveying clues, whispering about the genetic code.
The sound of 2012 swooshing by without an apocalypse, it's the song of nothing in a beatless remix.
As close to impossible as possible, like a royal straight flush on the river.
This is goldfish heaven level seven, the perfect breeze and the water of sound.
Live forever for a while...