Friday, February 14, 2020

But Selecting Our Futures


Softer maroon eyes or cagey cactuses so marveled so polite; an astute person a wild suppression analyzed by millions; to count indiscretions or to relive our phantoms while steeped in successes; those radical fires this remorseful heat if but to relinquish eternity. So imperfect or such realized guilt while thrashed for relished into sore horizons; this stream of you-ness, or this rattle in bushes as souls untethered or set to ravish. Whispers recite wrongdoings or indifferences while one is pouting over—You missed it! Those California reasons or those socialites where offense becomes hurt feelings; to eat ambrosia or salient scents while devouring raw perfection; at such beauty those moons so equipped to give life while there is no greater excitement. Such haunting coffins or human ailments while a man falls at doors once upon a river; our minds riveted those ripples abolishing me where it wasn’t a day before a new tenderness; such as receiving you-ness by such reckless complaints while he gave what he received; to haunt his loins to curse his gin or to harbor his deceptions—as realized agonies to receive what we give while angered to have received. Those light sable eyes those carnival acrobatics or so cozy with the winning of hearts; this different phantasm or something both real, plus, intangible—those motors released or fire outlandish our cults haywire; to experience something cryptic or so close, I hear you—in that sacred vault those endless spaces while rethinking before we leap. But something haunts us, this irrationalism, where one can’t bypass a given opportunity; while I adore Love, or refurnish hells for Love, where we agree to therapy, Love. Darker realities in muddy existence so pure so battled such transgression! If but to release magic in one quick fury if but it was everlasting; our sweet insistence or naïve loneliness or charmed by arrangements; withering for the beloved, even churning softly, to have adored like winning—those heinous blessings those potent paradoxes while acute awareness becomes more advances.

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