roll the dice

 

enthralled
 -or-
ensconced

 

 

 

a flashlight sheds some info. ascend like an angel, descend the mountain; they're both

difficult. called ahead, cab should be waiting, but it's not the wine i ordered; guess

it's on to rum (hoping at least 90 proof,) then we should be ready for small convo.

 

burn one to enlighten, gaps seem to widen. truth sees LUV, i only see hallucinations.

trails, trials, let's play app language games: dutiful is as useful as strange dreams.

it's 100 proof that i die, and i'm not frightened.

 

a busker flying planes illegally over cuba; although appearing like a crab-patch of

redundant-ness, the water seems clean. i crane to look deeper, but it's not happening.

in the meantime, i'm really only dreading a long layover.