so made distinct so precise while a remedy
is a myth; to adore your face to feel your rain while freedom is a distant
memory. so early such nights while I need to fly: a younger stoic while kissing
life so cursed to picture us—some type or gut-war some actuality where fleeing
is agony; so indebted to pangs as growths occur a soul both delicate &
powerful. we go so far into a pledge
where we protect an animal with pride required to steer into shackles. I fret a
spasm so nauseous with you so filmed in brains a portrait screaming at videos
those embedded asleep rehashing our normality; so dependent so evoked at such
courage to grasp you. so sensual a
touch so mammon a woman so vain a man; so left to forests such dark wilderness
so many pieces; while studying winds a fragment ingested such fair far gone
debris; scraped from self or clay of a person where never so complete in
something I could lose or abandon with fret or fright those days so scared. but
a scarred soul, but deep dark alienation, such invisible delight; our conundrum
our dungeon predicament so cursed
into a blessing while gathering you:
those segments such language so valid or vivid into a private discussion; a
story untold a childhood so contagious while it was death or lights such
conforming rules; a naïve soul such dust by celestials where empyreal madness
felt like uncured desperation. I run
faster I hit fences I fall or stumble while tripping over
faces. but a breathing entity or something holding its breath or such radical
faux pas. to imagine pure flame into
a canister so crazed as announced but it couldn’t freedom! so much duty or such epicurean delights
with something tugging the hedonism in our screams; a battled man a collapsing
woman while if days told those curiosities; a soul might die a man might
ghost-out or a woman might split a vein.
I heard a woman, while art was passion, she spoke of not making it home.
I pondered the loss. I awoke to a cigar. I imagined the hell of turning into a
desert: those maiden names, or deep dangerous needs, while there will always
exist a secret between fairytales!
the nectar in rain as
droplets touch flesh upon a petal one last breath. so concerned with dying so
at love with distance as never such a creature to hold without reservation. the
gene fortune, the futuristic fire while a Ghost seems closer to meaning. but
a champion or a lone fool while others are giving in to moments; so much hope
in you so saturated by differences where ours would be challenged: those
frantic lovers those high school friends or the companion that knew your
mother: such signatures such sleepiness where those words just taste
sweeter. by super-ink or a
super-tongue or deep dangerous feelings; those ratio halls those ratio emotions
where two can’t strike oil. the bonus in losing. the spiritual laboratory. or
so drawn a man might surrender other women. or such a problem, to adore for
dear existence, where an infraction labels us by some epithet. old concerns older luggage while we expect
so much from others: a certain outcome, a thousand pages, both us or them or
confirmation; such existential homework, a true guessing fame, where we sex
& then earn trusts. such agency
such rivers while the sun just glistens.
I tried to pretend I tried to angle in speaking of those lovers I was
confronted by rigidity. nothing more
than lies nothing fair for a thinker no life for something demanding
accountability. but souls are
optimistic they sense a sound they rely on rationality. this essence in
pursuing this life of dreams this need for another human. to angelize a person
or to congratulate a winner with so much sacrificed for an ideal. by qualifications in realizing riches
while partly separated. the soft
linguine, or softer breads, to gaze into a person & see a stranger: such a
gunfire feeling, or a hijacked gut, or hotwired insecurities. by guarantees by
fortresses while so many intrude. cirrus screams or dangling wishes while a man
is somewhat unsure. or this picture, where it can’t matter, while another knows
your intimacy. the office of matters,
such emotional medicine, while sensing a selfish soul; to hypothesize or drive
craziness while a bit too stable to pretend otherwise.
