Replaying moments of time,
Moments in mind.
Static.
Eject.
Cleanse.
Reflect.
Equals
Clarity in my bodymachine's
Futuristic crystal voyages.
After all,
Life is just muddle
After muddle.
It's like mixing mud
And a puddle.
Who doesn't
Love kicking the shit
Out of muddle?
Go on,
Grow up,
Be a kid,
And put your fucking gumboots on!
