Life Is Free

Going to the beach is free.

Broke like fracture.

Concerned in the least.

 

Laughter.

 

Walking, biking, maybe taking Metro Transit, in attempt to take advantage of the daily sun adage.

 

Daylight-nightlife.

Fight, yet mostly flight.

“Feeling right, all right.” (Quarashi)

 

An easy A artist creating garbage.

Starving on promise while others advance like the Amish.

 

Abject and objective, heaping into piles copious works of sorted perspective.

What’s left: A simplistically designed conscious collective.

 

Capture Artist.

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