Beer
Can I pour you one?
Beer. I’d like a beer maybe some fresh air too much to know the world a blur reminds me to do less no need to peacock just take a deep breath think blue now green not red definitely purple that deep saturated velvety warmth reminds me of something familiar to touch faded into the past a good day or maybe just an hour oh how could I forget it comes through sound ping–clank–bong already trailing off like a bird at the shore. Is that sea foam or my beer?
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- Jonah · February 20‹ A Good SmokeOpen ›