she just handed me the keyboard

she says to write something, her wish is my command i cannot refute her... as it become history these words fill the ethereal void that inhabits thoughts and dreams afloat shimmering softly. kind to thy neighbor HE says, said told you in church while sitting like a good little boygirl..siging hymns that defy inner peace shattered and broken, fallen on the floor of the blessed church, forgiven in faith. unwept in hope. falling today but tomorrow brings flight..passing the aural experience with sincere honesty.. this become the inkyness of thine ebon soul...gravity assists in my fucked-upedness..condensation of vapor inhibits your limbic system opening up avenues of perception unachievable by mundane eyes... fin