#apocoplyse

ok so I have an idea of making the comic consistent based on weekly basis (3 times a week, which I'll try my best to follow).

Sweet Everyday One:

Idling in the wind,

Sour ash falling slow on my blank back,

Shadows of fears leak,

Bitterly down our temples cheek,

Don't be stoked alive, barrels of fire

the wood is fake.

The smoke will only make you sick,

turn out your insides and eat them in bits

The only way down is a broken sad stack of books,

shivering and alone,

and everyone that loved you are now up and gone

Sit with pace when your feet are dancing in the clouds

Because you laugh inside but i laugh outloud

You may tether and tally, count up the knots

But when you step to look down,

all that loved is lost.

I hold in my belly,

a catalog of seeds

And when i die forever

those seeds are me

They dance in the river, sleep in the trees,

eat sour cherries and practice hearts breaking free

love what you love and hold with might