PURIFICATIONAL OPENING

After placing my stomach on the altar of putrifications,

I was finally able to recontact STATION.

I settled in slow for a faux conversation.

I reason to live but my will is adjacent.

Just to temper with tones, putting treble in pocket

the video eye was like glass popped in socket.

By bypassing the schmooze-sphere I clear my deamenor

The purifcation-egg held me between Her.

I dipped out the switches ad model my tone,

for the tips of the hip-fat and fatter knee bones.

Oh the Om!

A delightful, interested and functioning form of the dog-pile.

so simple and intimate ok!!!

JAM 4 CT