Saturday, February 15, 2020

Phone Feng Shui


most Holy Phone such incessant ringing while purple is delight; the penalties by answering the negligence by ignoring as either way those difficulties; if by resolution than permit discussion if not by total nonchalance.

                                                            such unfriendly souls, so attuned to behavior, one by training another by experience; to croon at crackles these foreign specimens while unsung by the masses; those unfair laments this screaming at Jesus if but to invoke certain consequences;
to wither it dies to wither it lives while two persons despise each other; our fretful beats, our windows shut, but gusts are swooshing through our quarters;           dawn was sweet but sweeter was sunshine while a man was lowered into saddest;                   so outstretched but so difficult if but to sense a woman;       those blurry lines this blurred occupation while strength is so fragile; (a daughter spacing, a mother cleaving, where detriments are plural);                         such spider-webbing or such alienated structures while if he writes it I must enact it; but it’s already afloat, it came by reality, such a sourced song by mother’s ashes.

I don’t laugh as often while debating human relations where most require deference;

this well by activity this spirit by winds where it was intended when it hit—by little thought to pilgrimage or little consideration for consequences if but to harm something appearing to itself; such blatant-cryptic cries, such furnace by rivers, such daylight at 3 a.m.; those unpruned emotions to need a certain feeling while neither convinced nor appeased.

the
garden was unnourished the polish was left out where ants were intoxicated;
pure Polish distrusts, so aroused to fly, while walking gently to coffins; they call it streaming, for it follows chaos, but this might
be its mind; to emit
jungles or a black cat speaking French while I have adored learning from the Jewish culture.

                                    I would adore women, this proper escape, if but not to hate mother. Such spiritual lovers, akin to Gertrude with God, to make a request filled with faith to receive it; by dry flesh or milky skies to arrest a feeling in her;         so metaphysical or such residue where some women are fearless;    to decry emotion to love as if it hurts while addicted to feeling pain; such esoteric concerns those moments without explication while it wasn’t meant for goodness.

                                                            by sidereal elements to imagine those powers while disappointed they chime with darkness;  this dark/murk mirror, this tentative phone, where food is aphrodisiacs;      if but those gravities or gravid insistence while daughters are most reticent;       as raffled creatures sipping sky-nectar or eating earth penchants;           by shipwrecked agreements where none were made as to giving vinegar apt to receive honey;                         such raw sickness while unaware or so attuned it begins to unlearn itself; by gray antennae or pond fungi into unintelligible feng shui.        

PS.

    The strength to withstand the winds; a spell as it effects/affects some creature. A sudden moment filled with absolute certainty, so wro...