Last jaunt millionaire leaving, turn off the lights

Did you drink in afterburnthat chalice searing out the onlookersloaded now in the hope of temperatureblast off unreached by normal livesas you leave this burdened atmospherefor even more high flying strataaway from this azure hopebelow your indulgencesstrung like gluten over working livesslowly moving in the clay domesticeach mass now not distinctor visible through corporeal guessworkreach … Continue reading Last jaunt millionaire leaving, turn off the lights