Much mud to navigate.
Splattered onto words.
Emote (emotion mined
from events) and
adhered to....
What did I know?
Sunshine and rain
and a slideshow of
people’s alter-music.
Separated from who
I am yet adhering to
the montage.
Like moonlight dripping
from the eaves of dawn.
Dawning. A secret revealed.
Mathematics is a sentence
progressing. Predictable.
Tears are not so restrained
by a predicated outcome.
There is no preface
just lines drawn commingling
events not associated with
a navigable destination.
What kind of building block is mud?
Splattered onto words.
Emote (emotion mined
from events) and
adhered to....
What did I know?
Sunshine and rain
and a slideshow of
people’s alter-music.
Separated from who
I am yet adhering to
the montage.
Like moonlight dripping
from the eaves of dawn.
Dawning. A secret revealed.
Mathematics is a sentence
progressing. Predictable.
Tears are not so restrained
by a predicated outcome.
There is no preface
just lines drawn commingling
events not associated with
a navigable destination.
What kind of building block is mud?
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