An exquisite image,
one so held on high
one that was better,
made me feel
all the better.

My hell imagined
and all-seen
was better than
all that'd been
better better
than that ol' circuit

I robbed all the stinking
MindWay
I didn't have an emotion to spend
only poison to waste & fester
leave everyone wanting & burnt
Do I stay or skirt it?

--Here's what came out of The Bin,
Here's what matters for just Today:

I lived in worlds
where blenders Felt Love
The clouds were misogynistic,
Hence...they only rained on girls
Every Desire came wrapped in a glove
that burned with a heat
you wouldn't couldn't dursn't ever really miss
Destroy your Image
and you really destroy your Self

You can manifest My Hell,
the blenders want to introduce
you and your friends
to better VCRs and Bread machines on the loose
run while you can,
run like it's not even the end.....--

...you remind me of fine wine...

I like this !

nice write...

[maleah]..I like to think Im a heady Merlot Thanks for reading

[Tammy] Thanks girl, you got my bloody heart

[kc003] Thanks buddy!

Thanks MsTeddy!

You do this so well...Great write....

Thanks friend....