Falling out of sync. When arousal gets hostilely entangled with dread we have an ordeal to unpeel. I’m referring to aches that aren’t so easy to shake off. Any agony which becomes superglued to your aura. They don’t read, so you can’t serve them a memo missive pleading for your…

Scenic wildlifery. You won’t ever tire me by sneaking in supple seconds of grassy freshness. Whenever I need to fatigue any specks of disheartening happenstance, I arrange for a date somewhere within the unbounded budding of primitive blades. There are certain inherent spheres that speak to each individual’s soul. I…

Dare diddling. It’s one thing to want and another to see oneself making strides for sketching it toward permanence. To heed the breeding of following all of the flings and arrows of loving our whole plot is quite a lot of crowdsourcing. This forever reforming until fruition makes us smile…

Digging up and digging in. A rather quotidian quipping human conditioning. The type of permanence compared to the replacement of self-discovery that living leads us through. Often faultlessly, while on occasion astray. With no thanks to COVID, my storage pre-decomposition project exceeding a decade has been frugally relegated to an…

More is a chore. Says your friendly minimalist whore. Minding that I’m no super saintly role model in this potpourri numericals contest. But, I’ve got this fantasy version of myself that lives in my head and makes public appearances sometimes. For homeless her, she maintains this goal of solely paying…

Gusto gaming guru. I prefer my life with extra doses of awesomesaucery zest. I’m unconditionally like a lightning bolt if you’ll let me be. A bon-vivant devotee cheerfully on duty for me and all of thee. Therefore, I thirst for boom zazzling everyone else’s sunrise possibilities. Consider me a debutant…

Terranean tango. Such grime keeps me in my prime. Whenever parched, we can look for the wilds to restore us. Even though we’re all from the same big ball of dirt, we don’t probe upon it equally. I get onto good wavelengths by getting off on granola time. You know…

How to help a life. Generosity isn’t a spring you’ve gotta go locate somewhere in nature. It’s inside of you right now and forevermore. It’s also elsewhere in your homes and ready for ya around every block of the planet to neighboring plane seats. We don’t have to go find…

Baptizing in balancing. You can bake a rock or melt-in-the-mouth cuisine. As with bread-making minutiae and all preeminent tasks of fermenting alertness, we must knead the subject well in order to emote its nimble brilliance. I figure that federal holidays are a mighty fine spotlight for reminding all global souls…