Something
cheerful breeds life.
I’ve noticed you,
this fair skinned monster, this jubilant sorrow; an account agenda, an arousal
autonomy, or an anxious advisor. Such to hurt as best, this credit score, while
we assess each other. I would cleave mountains, or study irregularities, while
you bring pure confusion; to have lost something, this coin of mischief, where
it was distraction plus intrigue; by guts we fathom where it seems real but we
must undergo training.
I have
adored nonchalantly. I haven’t responded accordingly. While at times you spread
joy: that glorious intention, those opalescent blueprints, or so caged by human
activity.
Indeed!
You are so skilled
and you are so joy while such glee resonates with much shame; this leaping by
buildings or spasms by evenings where one might offend Helen. Those midnight
perusals or those midday reflections while angered concerning something
deliberate. To have like a person, while digging into that someone, where a
response seems too critical.
But tender
gleefulness as it buries travesty or to awaken early where deaths are
inspirited; an indwelling fury or captivated melancholia while feeling
intellectual emotion.
The
air is arid, the core is but cynical, while writhing as wretched at war. Such pagan passion such
interior prints while imagery points to patterns; pure plurality or postmodern art while affixed to thoughtless
tales; so achieved such a legacy—to sense a smile; battling to see more or struggling to wash
tears or settled in pure desperation. Such
active voices so poignant by calculation where something is boarder-line; a soul in motion a ghost at work
or cherished blossoms!
I move afar to
render advise while one shows discontent. This thing we presume, where we
advertise normality, where its face is our reflection; a tale for heartache a
dungeon by penalties while most are intolerant.
But Art is
multifaceted and she dines on luxuries as human enough to aid poverty.
It is so cold
while warm where it wasn’t as I assumed; this fever must dream, this resilience
must scream, where it was something curious; as having that sunrise while to
rest in nightfall where uncertainty cascades.
We ascend
to descend. We parachute to reach earth; and We paraglide to smile harder.
