a man buries fusion or blunders hard into
scientific dejection. those rainbows such road-work acclaimed by tyranny. I would
dislike me or disown me where others used me. such genetic heists such DNA robbery
while Isaac Stands Accused. so many years a similar thought but
different intuition. a daughter mid-wings such terrific fright while medium
feelings. I knew so little I intuited more fires where I knew all avenues—those
Blue Cross rescues those Medi-Cal years or tied gently revived in an ambulance.
I can’t undo medicinal wires or write freedom clearly such wealth in
deciphering why one is losing. the filthy attitude. the welkin authoritarian.
or those hierarchical countenances. while we feel insecure while we hate
mirrors while some are dearer reflections. the haven moon, those ventriloquists
or vinyl bleeding into a white carpet. such uncured mystics or radicalized
congestion so minor to hate us. something means so much it feels like legacy
where human lives are dear debates. a woman made a commit. I almost missed it.
essentially, she spoke about my past—where death was liquid or beauty was chaos
while a man lost gravity. we know a common feather. I can’t figure clearly. but
I have a hunch. another woman, in time with hooks, just took a picture of me.
she never asked. my mental nib was wailing. I was dearly edgy. but we wait. we
die or live as ghosts. where many speak about exaggeration. but to die while
living or to live while dying, such nectar rich existence. I told a woman
something. it seemed so obvious. I watched as she debated the existential, the
implication, while determined something was afoot. so calm or skeptic while
evidence is saying something, it hurts. the precious person that deep leniency
while we often hate our chorus. those choirs raging those rustling seaweeds
while a whale crawled into a land creature. to carry a manatee or to efface an
elephant, while said element becomes a gorilla. the inner chimpanzee the
argumentative ape or sailing for months sipping seas. to love images, to
imagine one feeling, while diluted enough to sing dis-absolution.
