Monday, February 11, 2013

Roy

Means king kinda, kin, climb but not, oh yeah, not past the meaning but just beyond, not in the past, a future thing, a two step giddily hoisted into the air during an affair, maybe, we do so much dancing and lopsided flying during an affair, free from the tyranny of conventions and our intentions rhyme like sin with winner with, this winter is beautifuler than intention and doesn't even try to pretend to make you comfortable. Riveting. We do so much and we're never quitting. We take back the power of our kings and turn it into how we are, pure being. We allow ourselves to be invaded by unity.