Dirt Bath Diaries

At times you've gotta shed that burlap rabbit bang the beat of a neon lynx inhale some twilight grime and grit uncork that sticky- cologne soul embrace all the cuts and nicks... Be bold as dirty gold a shark painting shadows on the shoal slashing life to the bone,,, Sling a pair of homemade dice against the black lips of midnight.. smoke some cherry wood thighs with that magic wand of desire play dominos with rusted hearts grease the soul with halo rind toss the sprig of caution to the stream.... sometimes you've gotta take a dirt bath to come clean.