why count cards when you could caress them instead?

hablamos

the time is now

spider shits god
she's a spider, he's an ant.

the place where she was bit

'get up offa that thing'

tongue of the universe

in hopes the road still opens

'who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat whooooo?!!!!!'

'stretch you out like elastic'

que calor

an unseparate peace

o, this road, this fish

trees of life

little ms. peeper's dream

big ups to all my sisters down under

internal pressure multiplied by desert heat