Waiting for the Cosmodrome

I like that he connects directly with the phonemic between three vowels on a scale from huey lewis and the news to pedro pascal oh no my money’s gone west with the yellow crane in the mouth of may from yangzhou to the misty flowers downstream their capital blooming to splendor my therapist thinks of the mountain dialogue its body gadding about in hell i’m going he does not move as the spaceport falls to heaven.