Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I see the gears running inside my hands
It’s almost always 4:20

Cinnamon floats in my chai
The billboard above is of a surfer

The people gather on the piont like ghosts in the fog
Pelicans have charge of the rocks at Punta lobos
I’m walking
To my house
I am at the second checkpoint
My wound has set me back on the walking
Increments
Little by little build up
Yeah sometimes when you ask for the truth
You get it