Anna nothing matters.

Everything's beautiful, perfect and eternal.

Fast I drink k cup coffee, to pass my bowels.

Whether or not you say yes no or anything, I am relieved. 

I believe we are so nice to be together 

or without.

Coffee works.

Or brokenness; 

crumbling shop, 800 square foot construction teardown. Roadway erosion, vehicular disintegration, entropic fadeaway. Take a piece of everyone. 

Two-hour pre-dawn thunderstorm

I don't wait

I am You

Anna we gotta go, but know can you feel Us?

Remember perfect eternal, I say so