he laughs by instinct. he cries while
laughing. he was abused or so delayed while looking at his phoenix. so hesitant
so unresolved so much addicted to the captor. she was beaten. she feels
estranged. something hates itself. (such reading to see something recurrent,
those needs to discount, distress, or decimate one’s character.) such
self-explosion or self-sabotage as having true loyalty where one feels it must
be fiction. our suffocated sun our sails into dungeons our dreary sandalwood,
or karma so knitted by knocks in brains so abused by attic billiards; those
scars in psychopaths those pathologies or such controlling sociopaths. (by
waves so disenchanted where danger lurks as to feel comfy this way.) such raw
tendencies such caves or gutters so gauged as to manipulate psychology. he was
raised on a base. his father disowned him. he sips with terrible bars; if but
to ascend if but to abridge instead of such crooked chaos. at gray skies or
treacherous eyes where one has plans for us. she was threshed or throttled
while a man begs her to adore self; if but a mother or a present reality where
things are completed like puzzles; but pieces are absent there are holes into
haven or prison. so multiplied or so disgusted while empathy doesn’t register.
its author is an anomaly, seeing sour souls, if but to discount the validity of
held conventions. such believed rules where studied speak to slavery while such
language can’t be escaped! to request something given, that element one can’t
give, is equivalent to stressing the captive’s insanity.
