I wonder why gravity
I wonder why gravity keeps me in place so mercyfully. These moments. She likes to see the leaves change. It's just what she does. She sighs . She is glad not to be the only one who does this: "The Tree is His Penis" //The tree is his penis // it's very exciting // when held up to my mouth // the lights are all lighting // his eyes start a-bulging // in unbridled glee // the tree is his penis // its beauty, effulgent// Well, she sighs again. She would imagine that most people exactly know how she feels, but she feels the need to defend her position: she likes to be outside, but not on some type of mission. She happens to clear up the diffuse and live up to seasons. Everybody can see it, she is not a "leaf chaser". Chasing leafs I passed plains and altars Collecting night lights and Sticking them on stones I played hide and seek with my spirits And read our future from plans I found in the plains It is time to see crops growing Listen to where the beer shrubs Go this year Be grateful for sleep And order of our generators - Tease the lake Since he just wants it Just started to go slow in the crowd And remember MamiWata talk one night You found a home So come along I'll be there #fckprcs Berlin, Late Autum 2021