kraling craydels in our minds, flies
around like a butterfly around that rules in
riddles and doesn’t die because it’s just a butterfly in
my mind sometimes he goes a little bit wild if he is
lost in his library of memories and just flying around
and can’t settle down but then in a blink of an
eye settled down and didn’t wonder why but that’s life
as it is so keep your library sorted out
until the flame goes out and silence wallows
and slowly fades away into a normal day
like everyday for me
