animation(repost)

I am a shy, sky volcano using spectrums of pastels pigments, neon and brilliants as nourishment… the happy fool’s food.
The reaction is visceral. The result ethereal.
Beauty’s fragments vaporized.
The music dances in the stomach of a whale’s back…
A haloed mountain and its aerial destiny.
The barrel growls.. It moans and warns.
The exits above this triangle is an open scar.. A crown.
A cave into the downward.
Our mother’s mouth of intangibles..
Magenta memories, silver secrets and airy animals..
Inhale the treasures along with the trash.
Exhale orally… breaths of bubbled, fluttering birds.
Explosion… clouds of souls, paint and the blazing pink concepts stirred.
A tornado of fantasies rejected.. Ejected.
Oozing out sky babies all ripe and wet.. basking in a pool of blood from a wounded rainbow.


(neptoonjune)
(the teal helicopter buzzes byeeee)... outtie