28/09/2016
Bright green flashes brandish an awakening cell deep, make movements from me, and to you. I'd say wash it out or burn it down, but these are my suggestions. Maybe meet in the middle where the notes fly gracefully, and I mean gracefully, into my sunburnt third eye. It was here we found a flower of life expansion into trek walkers, and dancing primitively straight for the future. It was here we found that understanding molecule faced forward, and breathing. It was all surrealist makeshift goggles, and we'd all understand if only we could all place breath in alignment with founded centers. -Jesse Dominguez
