…behavior
is monstrous, or quite casual, or one becomes a tad bit too attuned: those
dangerous vibes, this dangerous island, those fires and planks and battleships:
a tad bit psychopathic, related more to temperament than violence, or a tad bit
sociopathic—inclined towards theatrics, or a normal angst-web responding
according to normal feelings: something well-balanced, such equilibrium, such
out and out honesty: but most are passive-aggressive, where stages become
blurred, and rites are enacted: notwithstanding, our behaviors indentify us,
and something seemingly unimportant may tarnish our reputation: but to
something subtle, quite indicative, where internal operations are coaxed into serf-like
behaviors: our feudal government, those aggrandizing suggestions, while
autonomy slips into oblivion: this space by confusion, those walls rising with
contempt, while, and quite controversially, the lack, thereof, may condition a
relationship to boredom: indeed, a slight suggestion, where two are battling,
where, therein, they each need this battle: our wills come into functionality, our soulprints become musical paws,
while we feel indebted to one changing for us: but this is minor, but this,
too, is cultic, while our oasis is riddled with diamonds: however, we sense
something cryptic, we acknowledge an internal shifting, while some are, and
were, quite absent at their inauguration: a more deliberate manipulation, where
one becomes serfdom, quite willingly, and quite affectionately….
…such
a dance, or such blurry time, while, and definitely, I could speak to cultic
leaders: but something presses me, this line I heard, this wealth in clarity:
as one listening, a bit vocal those days, while looking into eyes: a slight
nudge, while feeling a particular thought, where reality wasn’t aligned with
words: but we never know, as some have asserted, while in actuality, a glimmer
is a greater atmosphere: for one at features,
I demand a bit more, as spoken clearly, at inner negotiations—I seek more
evidence: nevertheless, I can’t dismiss behavior, in this pond of humans, where
fumbling, or brief mental examination, while speaking, becomes our focal points
(it varies): those tiers of mayflowers, this welt in communication, where one
grows intrusive: those minute breaks, where cords unravel, while one is groping
with particles: an interior detective, a mental lawyer, where intuition plays
Judge: so abandoned to one sentence, so delicate an embrace, while behaving
corrigibly: reminiscent of movies, searching, but politely, while noting
inconsistencies: others notice, but behavior is naïve, for it continues its
course of action: nevertheless, we dismiss infraction, while moving forward,
speaking to adverse behavior….
…certain
types of trauma, or certain behavioral patterns, indicative of drug usage:
quite angry with life, quite beautiful souls, while one is afloat: (I wrestle
with wine; Love explains particular traits; I listen, refrain, possibly
abstain, or attempt to practice moderation): this thin line, this aloof man,
quite reminiscent of indicative traits: where some are boisterous, or
impulsive, or lively while afloat: intriguing conversationalists, socially manipulative,
and tremendous cooks: while afloat, such kindness, a bit inquisitive, or
suddenly, an isolated soul: darker clouds, fried chicken, plus, a duel for
death discussion: an arguing soul, while mutuality is ghostly, (such holding
back), or thrown into a particular dungeon: such violent language, while we now
practice (high) normality, or lost in a grandiose self-image: but I must
confess, some are tensely aware, plus, academic monsoons, where behavior is
modified: such a lively person, so strict with behavior, but loose and fluid
and a pleasure to encounter: it becomes recreational research, or an inducement
for spirituality, while we agree—it poses a danger: but soon dismissed, nay, or
embraced, nay, while many have experimented: some are lost, while communication
becomes a trigger, where extreme irritability slips from it reign:
nevertheless, we speak to behavior, with a solemn inquiry: if one is well
behaved, doesn’t this offset the stigma of substance usage…?
I
sound empathetic, as one riddled with histories, where many have attained
enlightenment: I’ve seen utter destruction; I notice certain behaviors; I
become analytical and withdrawn: indeed, a straight statement, while I enjoy
speaking to balanced souls: a little paradox, a slight misread, or a person
understanding for one is prone to wines: herein, it becomes apparent, without
pointing that rod, without slamming that gavel: this space in behavior, this
societal ruler, while giving mother a breather!