November 12, 2016November 10, 2016 day 137 . finality finally ready to fall past the blooming meadow sink through the intoxicating soil spill through the pulverizing stones till comfortably drowned in the sultry inferno Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by madmagpie bipolar, clown, poet, wordbutcher, doom, gloom, love, espresso, paradise, lost, beyond View all posts by madmagpie