citizens of the womb
they must cry because life was unfair. so vulnerable they feel in these moments, yet they are yearning for the ability to let go of this vain self-awareness. four down and two beers more to finish off the seven dollars and some change spent at the corner store earlier tonight. isn't it funny that they can manifest in seperate spaces during these times of introspection yet feel the same vibrations in spite of and inside of the floorboards and layers between them? one's voice is penetrating another's physical body and all that they are, are dusty roads just east of hays, kansas.