I roll

[IntoXicated]

Constant rafts and rhythms make my being.

So invalid of presence it is.

Ever making that which is inalienably innate to the systemic aurora of selflessness.

Sequestered in semiconscious state of mind. Irreversible influences unwillingly come in waves.

Unpredictable vibrancies battle on incomprehension.

Weathered in a proportional blitz of intense emotion. Separated factors of ill tension and gathered vibrancy entombs nothing seamlessly vital to fundamentals.

I roll.

 

[IntoXicated]

I have yet to interpet my own writing on this piece because the E is too good forcing me towards a dance sate of mobility.

This is partially owned self peace. I must enjoy.