How an Artist Feels Lifting up the dress of the world and looking under her saturated Gorgy exterior I wonder to myself if this planet is devoid of life. I breathe in a breath of what I think is fresh air. Her girth is torturous; her depth is full of kindness. I look out over the water that looks like a desert covered in blue dust and it reminds me of a song lost in my memory
. "If there's one thing in my life that's missingit's the time that I spend alone. Sailing on the cool and bright clear water. There's lots of those friendly people. They're showing me ways to go. But I never want to lose their inspiration" I forget how most of the song goes but my favorite part goes something like this
" The albatross and the whales they are my brothers. And it's kind of a special feeling. When you're out on the sea alone. Staring at the full moon like a lover"
I know it's kind of trippy how things can turn flaccid in a bli