those wastelands this hypocenter while a
soul wrestles with hypersensitivity. such blanket remarks or screams into
silence where faces rupture or demean so sacred into cosmology. such seismic
tortures to have set buildings aflame where analysts are calling us heathens.
those blacksnakes or so uninvolved while certain behaviors cannot be condoned.
a man loses life his epicenter where pain ruptures from state to state. we regroup
we wait as if retribution is but a noun. but a flagon of gin or a palm of percocets
so associated with anarchists. our Shiloh heritage our Cush mobility where
souls are siding with Neanderthals. it becomes silences or tarmac feelings
while minds are feeling crestfallen. those rams in signals to symbolize like
giants if but so ruined it flavors as normal. where violas are sweet or pianos
are genteel while Love is anger or regrets: a man searches a well or a trombone
insomuch as an elegy licensed to call for more affection. (those artifice rhythms
or those hips such devastation or thighs aesthetic into souls pleading ventilation.
if but a mere trumpet or a small embryo to have loved while adoring several in
sexuality: the minor infraction those scenes in blue print as agitated to
preempt the desire. an amulet so snug or drums in Africa while a heartfelt
tribalism: such jejune affection such terror to say her name where it was
perfect to become baboons. those tragic cries those ruminating eyes while Love is
content debating phantoms. but truths wail where aggression was tender as such
to have never expressed it—while a caved creature too passive to stay alive
where fever explodes such depth of fury. by outflow, into a person’s inrush as
to feel underrated by small people. it’s more from a disdained person. it kills
when it’s beneath science. or it prowls or lurks like lions in wait.) too
casual our debts to scream for payments where one is semi-oblivious. the mouse
by its hole or the snake by its pit while a naïve person helps for privilege. so
cultured with you so alive while making passion where too far away to adore
such cameo plights.
