Stunned… suddenly starstruck, too soon somehow stifled & now stagnant with a warmth the faded sunlit glowing ball takes another dive to hide herself on the horizon until joining again for a repeat in dream time
heartfelt and with the last remnants of spring roaming through we’ll take a look and give you an overview of our secluded stationing… down by the river safely secured at sea
rattled, raced and rushed reluctantly, the duties dare us as we dilly dally dabbing drop for drop daily gaining the steam for our pressured stream of repair…
beg… borrow… steal.. or at least when all else fails go sailing? setting off with the troops to propose a circuitous route we reach out with a ring in an off chance attempt to wrangle yet get left let loose & only lightly less lassoed
i love the smell of jet fuel in the morning… dumped on the docks we’ll repack & restructure while prepping to go full circle gaining a certain sense of insight not quite grieving as the future sits uncertain yet certainly soon to be sitting on a plane
whoops i did it again… the shit show reaches into blurred lines and hectic depths of disorder uncoupled in disarray & off sync with the unexplainable
left looped & knotted… shooed, saddled, stepped & at rest we’ll let you gallop ahead while we look forward to our next retie here at www.luckystarsail.com remember to not forget & keep tuning back for more of the weirdly curious… big thanks for stopping in