but nonetheless...

up the gutter and sideways. catch the sunshine. split the road.

fresh faced on an arid morning. these ranges never leave me bored. i could trip over parked cars for the next five years watching the coloured transition. layer lasagnes to the rythem of shadows reflecting on ancient red stone.

a tango of hormones tread on my toes. i'm more volatile than radium. juggling atoms and losing my neurons. pass the proton pill?

but in this moment? clarity. that and pink icing and all of the reasons I have to smile. despite the petty oscillations of ego. my soul sings opera. my heart is a trapeeze.