Born from refrigerator poetry, this tidbit was an ode to simple living; my gnash at materialism, and to draw the reader into a safe, beautiful place.
Travel through time
beneath the repulsive fluff
Shake your need
from raw wanting
Like a cool forest
flooded with delicate singing
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