#etheralting

Winning is a term ebbed within my cortex

I'm there

I'm going on vacation to Florida but really I'm again,

There, a substance capsuled I know its made time faded

Westend girls paraded mind you I've been elaborated

Concentrated; byproduct of the tables I waited.

Silently, I jacked, 11.

We could marry the Shell, over and over again.

But don't say I didn't write a poem about shaking//without taking.

Cause baby ask, and it's given.

And aothr ode to Libra Szn

~etheralting

Failure to me is the dogs barking outside, nevermind that though.

I am sure that there are times when life is despondent and there's nothing much really to say.

This would only work by which we, I would assume be mumbling and whispers.

I fear that it is almost never quiet.

I am but existence,

the echo which dogs bark

and I

have nothing else to offer you.

For I am not Spoken Words, I am but Written, Typed, letters on a Screen.

I am Graphics. PNGs.

I never really wanted to be here, as in like, in front of your face saying anything but here I am.

Racing on top of a fence in-between deciding if I want to do this or not.

To share is to make real, I would rather be

NARCISSUS (DRAKE) AND HIS FANS TO DO LIST:

1. STAND BY ME

2. TALK TO ME

3. ETRE VU // BE SEEN

4. SHARE WHAT YOU LEARN

5. SEE WEED, LOVE WEED

6. BE BETTER

7. KNOW WORTH