The dawning of the Voyage
The Three Kings are starting their voyage, taking the whimsical snacks to the Baby King, assisted by their sherpas.Melchior doesn’t have any hands, so he can’t carry his exceptional Black Spiral.Balthasar rides on top of a majestic thingy, protecting the Winged SerpentineGaspar moves slowly with his defective feet so his duck carries a Golden Filament.
oozing with brine
pickled effluvia
Pilgrimage towards Saint Marie
Fostered by other parts of ourselvesamid infinite detours of pastel decaythe Pilgrimage towards Saint Marie starts
aid sometimes barges in in a tainted way
one can be prisoner and executioner at the same time, and deceit can barge in disguised as aid, as a celebration that never was.
and even though he is granted forks, how would the Prisoner-Executioner know his fleshy slime dish is not there to comfort him, but to distract him?
Someone always has something to offer and someone is always keen to accept it, gracefully / ferociously
indicted of sin
the old british man with a spider on his head hold hands with his slimy grandson. they are waiting in line at the confessional booth, one hoping for atonement and the other for refreshment.indicted of sin, some corrupted souls wait with displeasure, while the pure judge from above.
multicolored sadness 
cards 
slimes 
bugs 
fishing 
frienditos 
unwanted presents 
head appendix 
vitiligo 
stinky 
