Ma Voyage

"I took a puff.. Then inhaled, something a bit taming Controlled by the smell, I dive deeper Drenched in her well.. She has no clue the fluids hypnotize me, Straddling my conscience, can't choose if I'm Adam or Eve. Certain, uncertainty. I know I love you and you need me. Just as sure as the central park bench we engaged upon And as sure as the grass that was green we made our acquaintance a recipe, unforeseen like apple and pie were supposed to be wrappers delight. Or should it go in the oven like your favorite inheritance of bundled joy or next, to the plate and to be eaten as fruitions toy. Consumption, undone. Love, continued." /Users/melody/Desktop/QuickMemo _2014-11-24-20-11-32 copy.png

Article about the Dimebags campaign by Mr. Dushae

A Writer's Complex, An Ideal