cerebral pull

bicycle bicycle

clay pans

giant mountains surround me

playing in the muddy water

my yellow undies turn brown

mud in between my toes

sky surrounding blue

little little clouds forming

in the water

pools of brown

lovely out bush times

there is little to do here except drink or work

but i found something else

drawing lines of the faces of people i meet on the sidewalks

they stare at you when your distracted by the sounds of light emitting from your folicles

i met a lady with a bug lip

bug lip

lots of them have deformities from being smacked around a little too much

bug lips, with bugs growing out of them

gross beyond disgusting








time to leave soon