Aura Descending

We of a common feather
Setting sights on a smile in knowing
Coming down from existential glee that summoned more hope before me
And glowing by divine fire, the slumping dusk turns brisk around
Shoveling its stoop in a pile, waiting for dark ailments
Clouding the dot of the spy, sifting softly through swollen window holes
I asked a fallen cranapple tree to condone my sweet appraisal
None had towing that would match a harping magnitude, though less seemed interested
Collecting our thoughts, I gathered what was whole and part treat
We lifted our tongues the arch the cheek speck
The cry was light; lifted hard but true
No other man was to cuss and stir intervention
I demolished a carnival to carve a plead from forgiveness
And I crave the emptiness that starks the heart

Seven Cities

We ate Mexican and Indian foods, pizza, seafood, organic bread/sandwich, Wendy's x2, Arby's x3, and Subway x4

We witnessed parallels of reality in front of our eyes, hung out in museums, cathedrals, strip clubs, speakeasies, cafes... and we found out that some gas stations have showers.

We found that we are never safe, yet no one is an enemy.

We found the idea that life happens.