Doe-Eyed // Dogma

Hurtling homeward hastened by the heavy hanging of my heart. Resignation once ruled but renovation removed the residues of related history.
More and more as I mediate and the malevolent tendencies mix in with misunderstood madness, my mind gets tied up and twisted, telling tales, talking truth tinged with delicious delusion. Split decision delayed- delinquent really. Days and ideas have displaced decisive action.


Dutifully doe-eyed and descriptive, dogma, dew, and discussions of delicacies push through decay. Slideshows, and a sloth-like systemic suspicion slink under my skin. Savant-like speed read of signals and simple smiles.


Slide over and slip under with me.