Now and thin

Swirls of smoke  sweep through  doorways,  materialize, normalize, empathize 
Thunder claps to frame the night.
It's time to shake it  off and, go to work.
Or not. 
It's up to you to be here now.
Attitudes shift, clean the slate,
lose the hate, engratiate our passing footprints in the snow.  Sit, gel, legs swell, feel like hell-the hell I love, subjective on this night. Lol, sit in jail, contemplate your future's fate...
Fuckety fuck fucks,  fuck fuckers 
on this snowy night .  Fuck cake; save me from tragedy.  Oh my ,oh my.  Kerry hears   tunes I sent with gratitude. 
Deliver us into magnitude,  fortitude through all we missed.
Over all a good level setting of 
Tranquility
It's ok.  When it's time,  I'll  be there punctually, responsibly. 
Fuckity fuck fuck.  It's ok.  
Love love love.

Ambient, folk, funk, shamanic, blues, mizrahi