Los Angeles.
2023 came and went.
Still well, waiting.
I look up. Clouds.
A little bit more, when you came.
Love it, that was it.
Dead.
A new?
Hm.
Only thoughts and words merry into the meringue froth, to savor tastefully made.
Interesting.
“New life has not found me yet.” [^]
CUntinue to look…. forward.
Look up??????????
Underneath below the chalice.
Is it there?
Still well, waiting.
I look up. Clouds.
A little bit more, when you came.
Love it, that was it.
Dead.
A new?
Hm.
Only thoughts and words merry into the meringue froth, to savor tastefully made.
Interesting.
“New life has not found me yet.” [^]
CUntinue to look…. forward.
Look up??????????
Underneath below the chalice.
Is it there?