found mine….

wasn’t sought….’least…well…

seated…among lavender…lilacs…lilies…

wept…  brass belly… smooth to the touch…a smile revealed all…these tears are happy…,where’ve you been hiding….,here…right here…,he chuckled…

you are loved….., this ancient idol said, unconditionally…peace be with you, placed prayer beads ’round his neck… laugh…delicious laughter…something to believe-in…

a cow…country….testaments….time machines….credit lines…symbols of love…offerings in peace….bottles of poison…

and you put stock in what….

yes…yes…

i’ve gotta belly to rub…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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