Petals of green volley inside of me as the sea rises to meet an untimely deficit. I am the only taker in a gallery of thieves who surround me, but never confound me. I take the worst and make the best. My shiny coin is not burlesque, but I will not acquiesce. I am here and I make it clear that sound is of the utmost and silence is my virtue now. I love to be at this almighty nexus of me and my Chi. I fear so much now, but the Herculean wave has subsided, and I am no longer divided. Two ships came to me in a night by the sea and I was the only one in the lighthouse, thus the lighthouse was me. I am now guiding the sea within me to be calm in the plethora of noises all around. Many will laugh at such gruesome horrific things, but I will take respite and just tend to me. I am the garden to all of your cacophony, and I quell it to save all society. It is not an easy feat, but being a nothingness soldier with a nameless war is not an easy task. Everything is a not beautiful nonask. Vie
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