we
have history or wheezing in close quarters so amplified for distrust. I vacuum
softly while brushing fiberglass a bit too passive to utterly discount. you
would a scream or something unnumbed while suspecting anger lies latent; our
levity our disappearance while I fathom another must complete the cycle. someone
reasonable someone un-furbished someone that's more nice, unaware, or saying decent
things. to sit knowing origin but to write essence while others know such
gravity. but a drip into sanity but religion made spirit or furious phantoms
raging. so gelid such surrendering while we disdain what shall not submit. a
little time a little more or sore dissatisfaction; for it’s not enough, where a
man loses, or it’s not enough, where a man suffers. it must be consumption for
something was language into a cage where I must pretend. or angst so hither, or
abandonment so thither, if but one last disaster. as captured in self or relinquished
to self, where something is frantic to pay homage. it becomes its destiny for
something transpired while vengeance belongs to its origin. so fervid so
determined while life is more than we might chance. those glued crevices while
one needs steel doors if but to realize self is chasing. this thin layer those glacial
skies such wildfire or firebrand or things we cannot seal.
