The kind I like.
Crackling between winoS , drinking under a bridge.
Wine-oh.
There are no rules or runes and nothing can be ruined.
Because it was never anything in the first place.
Story doesn’t matter because we weren’t here.
No reason to fear being captured because you’re a teleport..
You can just blink out and be somewhere else..
(I like it free from pretension)
And who among us, is less pretentious… Than the homeless?
Homeless poets only.
Instagram accounts = immediate disqualification..
dusk 