Testing boundaries
Texting mountains
with underground lares
Where we commit to connect with the land.
One land.
One hand.
To listen closely to our hands and what may cross upon them.
For the land in which we creep and dilly dally will never carry hope for our futures future
so we must
PROTECT the land of which we are married…… too.
Regardless of who
insights you.
Inspires you.
Is polite to you.
Is a PIG
like…..
