Shine like virtue

The puzzles way

Abstract like me

And all I wanted

A desecration to normality

And my head is still flipped towards fuck up

The other side of the coin proves unrelenting. Without thread

On the sides.

To affirm its texture.

Puzzle craft

And neither choice was broken by 3 boys who had left a token

And abstract became mellow.

And waiting became the puzzle game.. that’s alright.