Ther is so much invisible dust between the target and my eyes that i am starting to doubt if it is really there.
Hand and finger pierce the air as a slow smooth arrow. But piercing .
Is there veins in my intention of destiny?
Because if there is
I must to dig all atmosphere around with blood
and feed all the curves of silence with sperm. Plus veiled punchs.
The name of this :" building peace of spirit as Lhasa Apso hunting a rat at the cemitary".
What's for tea, Darling?