45*21

we do not want to sandbag the alchemists
before the year is out
we don't know the pull
nor do we understand the pole
gravitate us toward some existence
it holds true
old time soda shoppe
crippled boy on every corner
oi
put n off
by every dimensions
that holds true factotum
diabolical
transformation
this is a movie
a mojave desert
retreat
put me in touch
I love to gravitate
and to hold stasis
irregular by nature