Slinn

I see the dancing Jade in a scotch, the alkalide displays a memorable fade, the crystal eye develops over me, a signifying oval of the unpaid rent I have accumulated on my jungle-time survival trip- or in a singing movement of monumentalness, a quantum leap evaporates as ancestors return on a spinning record, pregnancy gets skipped out amongst the yank of its downloading, sexuality responds to the achieved season of purple water black top of deluge, I let fall until this world attracts with wind that tells me I am ready to head on.