math by the cocaine sea

Beyond moon, moon. Then suddenly nearing the calm explosions of mafia hideouts beyond the sea.

A distant math professor of mafia logics.

Sudden radio in the dark beyond the palm trees.

Boats sailing with  cocaine deliverance by the moon.

A sudden calling of soul as a shading technology emerges beyond the moon dark.

The endless philosophy of mafia math.


Submitted: February 05, 2025

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