cuz that’s what kind of day it was:
everything’s disturbed
out of place, hint of panic,
want to hide my head.Remedy for day,
Wherein I’m worn to a nub
Martini on porch.
cuz that’s what kind of day it was:
everything’s disturbed
out of place, hint of panic,
want to hide my head.Remedy for day,
Wherein I’m worn to a nub
Martini on porch.
There is no need for temples, no need for complicated philosophies. My brain and my heart are my temples; my philosophy is kindness.