Irrelevant

A family doesn’t always have to be together to be united. Unity within the family circle something I never knew, just knew that in addition to the subtractions of extended family, my direct family was divided. Consistency within the home creates stability in the mind, and stability in the mind produces search results even your subconscious search engines won’t allow you to find. To the instability, I’ve grown accustomed, I’ve learned that dysfunction is the way I’ve become functional. And through all the mess, at sight of stability, I sense my glass psyche becoming uncomfortable Misty decision-making makes my 20/20 vision foggy. No need for glasses, but a cloud hangs over my contacts as if my metaphysical was groggy. Blunt ashes burn through the slight tears in my thrift shop sweater, even through rain or shine, my demeanor is cold regardless of weather. Whether or not the previous line is understood seeps through my conscience. Ether slips through the cracks in my conscious like feelings misunderstood, the concept is constant. It was written, blue printed on my palm like veins popping out of my dorsal Font changes depending on my height pre-and-post fall. I don’t care if my blunt’s laced, or pre-tied, the soles of my shoes attached to my feet deem it irrelevant. Buy a half an O of shrooms and ingest all of them in an hour just for the hell of it