Thank youu @costumedk for following my weeks of lifee! My bby brothers bday week, pulled me up and down after fw reminding me the importance of staying true to one self, in the acts of where we seek for development. Right hand Costume with no costume, my right hand you feel, oh my head in trees, feels so surreal. For you right hand, who writes in blues, find your tool, for any that tames your ancient tunes. Pop pops the balloons, with you in frame, I cross my heartburns out, the new moon phase. Costume with no costume, I no longer smell perfume, of any man who fears, self judgement day hears. A baby, right hand Like water you feel, to find you free, look through the heals. Costume with no costume, this fortune of spell, to keep you distant from any broken c/sell.