(Nearing the end of the year is having a very interesting effect on my mental fortitude.  Day 357…)

He nice with them homonyms. Ill flow.  I guess I got it from my momma’nem, for real, though…

I am the Sun
Settling into my artistic space
Tucking myself in the horizon
To welcome the surrounding darkness that I ignore while up working

The evening is when burdens are laid aside
And the vastness of my thoughts is marveled and studied like astronomy
I learn the kind of person I am in space like astrology
The sign is there