derive of environs

delicious green blue morning velvet. cold vanillia with no cream & hot wires melt tires so no one gets burned. downward drive calls home. moonshine and whiskey shootin shit till daybreak. if not blind, then green with the wind & the barley. my buttons sing a song of rain with messages sent on a seed. i ride anothers arrow from tularemia for the mud and the flood. rabbits cry out. we all carry the same disease of orphaned passions and desires…and its contagious. body of my instrument carries the voice when I am too weak to speak another word. too heart-broken to say that i love you.