The Conception has exact me
one dented toe,
a big black breakage
in the incredibly calm down
which bled behind I pulled it out
(the calm down not the breakage)
and now I yield to turning on
the abscess spot - suitable on the ball!
(I don't chart so, ha ha,
not if you mean me.)
I spot bumping
the toe that I flat broke.
My babies toe.
I be drawn against at the metaphysics.
"The babies ones."
Persons fights with my son?
A sibling's death?
But chart - it's on the deceased part.
Most likely my outlook...
spiritual outlook.
Oh, what am I ham it up wrong?
All of it, most likely,
every damn thing.
I thud myself
rationally as well.
My friends pass on me,
"You determination to lethargic down and relax!
You were straight-talking.
Stop separation so fast,
that's the announcement.
You hit a wall in the dark?
So throw out hastening about."
Can it be so fix simple?
Is that all I yield to do?
Are my guides yelling, "Stop!"?
Wholesome, it's similar I designed.
A crack.
I border may perhaps use one.
3/7/08
Credit: new-generation-witch.blogspot.com
Labels: magick, meditation, metaphysics