It is not biblical.
It is not bisexual.
It is biodynamic, fertilized in my running bowels of thought. Fresh and stinky.
It is bioluminescent. Radiating movements below the surface.
It is a biosphere, my thoughts trapped amongst them-selves.
It is that we need to feel reflexive. I need to feel that I am heard. Even by me.
It is a byproduct of our upbringing. By the way.
It is by the light of day that we see it.
It is, by god, the best thing that I am doing right now.
It is my story.
