Coffee perks in the pot. It heats to perfection. Come, we commune with our cups of coffee.

winter mirror mysterious prints at crosstime junction

Went to the hall, talked Kingdom y’all through swapping yarns for we give a darn, then sang our songs.

I huffed my ego, by pouring me into it– She popped my balloon.

lowly paid pawns moved and sacrificed on the board– minimum wage slaves

The archer aims, hoping it is true. The arrow flies. Is the eye hit new?

He pretends to be a hard boiled eg… He actually has a soft yolk. Sometimes, when he acts tough, he is secretly fluid. If you get to know him, he removes

Monsters under our beds are phantoms in our heads. Gurus shout such ghosts at our ear… and fears.

dropplets, dropping down, sinking slowly in soil are Mother’s helpers.

Burned flesh in the nostrils, napalm nightmare haunting the brain, destroys the rhythm of life.

Clouds sail a vast blue ocean, shapes shifting in that expansive Big Sky.

Snow melts. Waterfalls streaming rivulets off roofs slake the thirsty ground.

I went to Coin Lent to get some money pumped. But all my cash I spent, and all my cred was dumped.

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The day the Earth stood still was one minute after the Great Sun of Truth arose. Ea… awakes!