Waht's In...

So, "waht's in a day but Mini-Spooners, Rain with a chance of Snow and left-over air for breathing.
Gladly becoming open with faults to propel forth angular rejections of night flights and left-over air for breathing.
To which do you belong in the micro jib let of soon-to-be-faded sunbeams only touching ground for just long enuff while your lids are shut during constant cold air blinks looking for left-over air for breathing.
Communal neglection and occidental reflections fill balloons of thought like gorillas flinging poop at a viewing window and drinking his own urine yearning for the taste of left-over air for breathing.
Manual retractions become more irrelevant to the outside viewing individuals peering towards an underestimated future constantly searching for left-over air for breathing.
Ham & Cheese on sweet bread with swiss cheese and pickles. Soem sort of delicacy or just soem ish slapped together for $6.50 while you gasp the left-over air for breathing?
Huffing exhaust for arousal and personal exploration can become a luxury in the midst of sentiment and hypo-analytical mumbo jumbo when all you want to do is take in waht remains of the left-over air for breathing." - Spencer Montgomery, 2009

As of the end of this post I am currently listening to "Now & Beyond" by Pigs In Space from the album of the saem name, "Pigs In Space" released in July 1998 on Phonokol Records out of Israel. Pigs In Space is none other than Ofer Dikovsky, who is better known for releasing material under the guise "Oforia"

The image is by Melanie Weidner 2005, "Deep Breath"