STILL DRAGGING GENES FROM THE SWAMP,
AND GRASPING AT COMETS,
THE FEEDING INSTINCT THAT MAKES A FLY A BIRD,
AND A MAN AN ANGEL,
COILS ITS TAIL IN MUD
AND WARMS ITS HEART IN THE SUN.
not really that personal information
- vaporcloud
- pragmatic sensualist, motivated by really deep instincts, actualized by willful imaginings and perpetuated by other's desires. Abstract, yet clear in purpose, honest, but abstruse, my moods change like winds and water with my confidences, and when ungrounded, i am both guarded and vulnerable, leaning, in darkness, to the Light, nurtured by instinctual feelings arising from a deep gene pool.
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