FawnAer
a simple ping, pong, in a deep puddle sea. My ears opened like shells, toned, round pink cave hollows, toned. Yellow illuminating light on the skin.
Too late and the bees are going to nest. a baby fuzz buzz like my fuzz buzz brain. Can honey spill downhill? where's my trickle down effect? Can bees fill out my resume? this tired capitalist life gets me low