I lower my third eye to the sky that I walk on
below I heard cries bird high in the sediments
frozen in time are the chalk lines, tracing the evidence
animals die all the time and their bones become viable
medicine
now i swallow oil with Edison
let us in!
royalty summons the robots to slaughter the venicen
we need feminine energy
endless in entity
relentless inventions to split up a molecules memory
generally, general e’s infidelity
mixes up lemon and celery seed for a belly
been bursting on felonies.