Revisiting a grave only to find out the body beneath carved itself out of his casket and into this world. Now walking among us
passing between our realm and the next,
looking for rest.
This has been a great outlet for me. I remember how I made this to become a hiding place. A place where I could just drop my metaphorical pants and shit out my sentiment.
A room for meditation, comfort, release. But you just can’t sit at the toilet for too long. And it’s high time to wipe my ass, flush my shit, and move on.
Thanks yo! Catch you all in the real world!