Take me to the depths.
Where illusions are shattered, where the timid fear to go. where the lure is it’s imperfections, it’s edges, and paradoxically it’s subtlety. Not for the faint of heart. A place for those who can’t be bought or sold or broken down to swallow up the cheap, easy and spit shined. Take me there, where it’s raw, it’s obscure and it’s real. Where I know it’s true by the way it feels. Take me home.