Automatic writing

Warm buzzing purple. Thirsty, breathless quiet study. Not. Autumn madness madness. Beating at my chest. My morning kiss keeps me going like coffee. About the only thing. Leaves everywhere, leaves falling and floating. Already battling it. What a mess. Pine and black. Time ticking. Shuffle shuffle. Looking back, looking forward. Shuffle shuffle. Pendulum swinging which way now. Relentless and tired. Almost giving up. Almost. Remember the kiss.