Chapter Two: Two Channels
Before we enter, I have to remind myself to pull apart the strips of the bandaid, just in case the leaks are slippery.
Villophile, villein, Mascrade, Moscore, I would call this time a readjustment, a regathering of popular myths for reinstatement, somehow i know I hold my own, two days i have to punch the dam and die by laughing underwater. One side is bleak, one side is been a hive for too long, who would trust hans brinker anyway?
I know one side is lying one way, head facing north, and the other one rotates on a free axis, buttons on masks, a reference to oneway tragedies, someone in the walk-in, lights off smelling the roe.
And so I arrive, so I live in a charming atmosphere, large like a river valley, repairs are in place, one is for everone, the one it sometimes opposes writes bad letters to horrible newspapers, one is a virgo.
One is a broken pause button.
Related to front paths, one is a dusk, the one makes a trick a question.
It's connections are full and flow in many directions.
Just before leaving the station, one fell openly from the peak of a train.
Whiskey sour at the end of the bar, you know, my description of a statement.
Villophile, villein, Mascrade, Moscore, I would call this time a readjustment, a regathering of popular myths for reinstatement, somehow i know I hold my own, two days i have to punch the dam and die by laughing underwater. One side is bleak, one side is been a hive for too long, who would trust hans brinker anyway?
I know one side is lying one way, head facing north, and the other one rotates on a free axis, buttons on masks, a reference to oneway tragedies, someone in the walk-in, lights off smelling the roe.
And so I arrive, so I live in a charming atmosphere, large like a river valley, repairs are in place, one is for everone, the one it sometimes opposes writes bad letters to horrible newspapers, one is a virgo.
One is a broken pause button.
Related to front paths, one is a dusk, the one makes a trick a question.
It's connections are full and flow in many directions.
Just before leaving the station, one fell openly from the peak of a train.
Whiskey sour at the end of the bar, you know, my description of a statement.