Backslide Never More (Spoken Word Enthusiast, Azure Skyye Bleu) December 4, 2019

Flying high never low.  Below the tow.  Drowning in the spinning, sinning, declining Eden.  Hunger no more the famine is real.  Stealing is just trying to still time, you survive or die.  But I don’t have to bug you with these wonderful little anecdotes.  We’ve long since left the boats.  Still with totes, unnecessary baggage. Though armed with biblical tutelage.  Sweet Jesus will see through US; it’s Heaven or bust.  But lust takes over to the modern-day straight-bisexual Casanova.  We must, not shall, right the ship.  Flip the script.

And all sail away…better yet… fly away…whatever is clever…forever.