Provocative, a sensuous prototype for your flavoring inquiries, a Lexus, a comet, a spoken word in a tree hopping task, dandruff on clouds hormone d by bees, impediment. what more.. wish i could be celibate but the force of nature is too demanding & can't help but please it. questions, questions? oh! there goes my affection troubled by everyone's comfort. Most are dismembered & yet, doesn't know it. So, what about me?
I sync wit beats, reflect it to you & a visual connoisseur.
Nothing ever is enough, or is it? nothing should have an end. nothing does. I saw you stop in a distance. & you observed the whole world from there without knowing what step to take next. No worries, I never know either . Might as well enjoy the moment then & not think about it
This week has become another awakening, yet approving week. So I’ll allow Villalobos take it from here. His minimalist essence fit correctly in this dimmed light, work oriented setting. Next to a bottle of rum & enough smokes for the night, everything will happen.
“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.”
