RAVEN MACK is a mystic poet-philosopher-artist of the Greater Appalachian unorthodox tradition. He does have an amazing PATREON, but also *normal* ARTIST WEBSITE too.
Friday, December 10
W4LK1NG D0WN TH3 GR4V3L R04D...
walking down the gravel road, and cutting through the woods to gawk at the forgotten graves
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Someday I'll be a forgotten grave people walk through woods, no path, and come upon. They won't know me, but they'll know. But my gravestone is gonna be heavy as fuck and low lying, so vandaliscious folk can try to kick it over, but haha fucker! You just got a black toe. Hopefully they'll then just throw beer bottles at it. Give me sparkles from the ether to delight my cloud of energy. And cedar berries will fall upon my stone and give my memory a nice patina. Shoot, I forgot I'd be forgotten.
1 comment:
Someday I'll be a forgotten grave people walk through woods, no path, and come upon. They won't know me, but they'll know. But my gravestone is gonna be heavy as fuck and low lying, so vandaliscious folk can try to kick it over, but haha fucker! You just got a black toe. Hopefully they'll then just throw beer bottles at it. Give me sparkles from the ether to delight my cloud of energy. And cedar berries will fall upon my stone and give my memory a nice patina. Shoot, I forgot I'd be forgotten.
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