words dont matter much, they tend to go nowhere.
lost in space searching for recipients, absorbing meaning with every moment.
twisted and tumbled into unrecognizable form.
plagued by the overuse of consonants,
our brains wracked with adjectives,
indulgence in its purest shape.
contentment derives from ignorance.
ignorance makes the world go ’round
a constantly ongoing merry-go-round you can never get off