Picasso showed us something great, we don’t have to live inside any set narrative, scattered seeds, and humanity doomed to our nature, the idea of it, can all change with perspective, knowledge and room to think, pussy in a box, can the branch extend, the water flowed, and the way it moved was natural, good and evil, as right as it can be, taking, and growing, in whatever way it can, on your sheets a red flower blooms, though we’re doomed to reach for the sun, hump, hump, bumpy camel, rolling hills, weird nipples, live, laugh, love, are we in a tundra, or is it spring, do we lose or do we win, sin, cos, tan, this life can be so many things…If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.