To Me Into The Dominion Of one Met with a kiss, a turn of the head You arrived on swirling skies and I imagine you are a plane arriving ahead of a vapour trail. Then I see your smile and I breathe again as two take sway over the dominion of grub.
You are fully functioning like a machine but you are not a machine, you are my mother. I try and circumvent unpleasantness but you force me right on back to your robot arm for another wrestle. Your Unfair advantage seems to make no difference. You want to win. We talk in between of inconsequential things to me that is, badges andContinue reading “You Are Fully Functioning”