|Outside of the Lines of the graph
||[Nov. 4th, 2016|03:34 pm]
Where are the radicals too alive for the mellow melancholy of the dour downspout grey malaise of this maledictorous world.|
Where are the composite the full energy full state dream drifters.
Rifting displacers energy dancers.
Spaceship trips to inner space.
Freedom Liberated Lovers.
Exalted energy spirits.
The rule breaking band of goodness.
The daydream believers.
Write that epic elegaic cuineform visual concrete rhyme and meter.