werid

werid situation awkward arrangement ........ u blame me and I see you ... it is all ok ... and we are fine we ... walk around in circles... dance and try to breath with just enough oxygen to get thru the night ... ... taking turns on the oxygen tank back in forth till we run out of air and turn blue and just admit where we stand ... exercise our right to express are feelings even during the progress of rigor mortis we continue are ranting and raving until we sit and light our sage and endure the feeling of sitting ina odd room with a werid position In crazy company with lots of demons that have to much to say ... so ur ears stay buzzing and at deafing rate .... until the chemicals reintroduce us to each others rational reasoning