It's

Snowing and the crows are gathering
gathered
Smashed

On fist on point
Fist knuckle
No blood only runes these days all secret magicians eat dust
Better make a baby before you get old
Even if babies are raw greens & your butt in the air
Baby in the aire
Genes

Oh the crows send genetic messaging
Much more fluid than this scramble

But oh I love to mush up my food and help my stomach out before it gets ta workin

Jesus. Please Thor. I would love some electricity.

Thank