What It Is ( The Quicksand )

 Metaphoric about the intelligence lineup word of life, but the moment standstill and will, way up to the finalize hill, the stories would be upbeat statically interloop action, when you feel something inside of the system, unlikeliest & unthinkable odds, especially, one gigantic universe on hold beforehand, one thought was... not wearing a single and lovable mask in the wackiest world of spirit, when you wear it forever, you think to die in a tragedies end, what it is to them, nationwide and statewide right in your spiritualism artform hands, a classicalism and poetic hands too, by the Government cannot seek their own American people to suffer and pain alone, politician able turning the world's best interest around, dangerousness is no right way to say it, all the people who cannot get out suddenly, imagine to look like quicksand to them, and die from it, the equality of fear indeed 

Written by

Michael James Brindley 

1-29-21