In the stance, a malady of beauty unfolds,
And a government descends amidst weed-laden halls,
Flesh intertwines along the corridors of governance

The maidens partake of the morning feast,
Offering souls to a pale, skeletal simian,
Beneath the Winter sun’s embrace,
Caressing the tree within the dwelling. $$$$

A second debate ensues over such a pact.

The enigmatic artisan, veiled in anonymity and potential hostility,
Scouts with an obligation in his grasp,
A force integral, reliant on the essence ingested from…

The customary process unfolds,
Viruses delineated across the canvas of Time.
Ours to decipher, to comprehend THAT????

Where do HER feet tread?
In the morning light,
The thunderous echoes resonate,
As she peruses the front page” ” ” ”

Stars ablaze in the cosmic expanse,
Yet She delves beyond the lines of stories. . . .

They possess the ability
To seize control,
Viruses &&& they become one.
The Scientists,
Formed in the stance. . .

Traits that ride,
Many in number. . .

Thoroughly equipped,
Navigating the streets,
A few days pass:::

:: 01.19.2024 ::