to
feel it slipping to see it blossom a man close to his hopes—those screams where
Love is infectious while adoring several water hoses.
if
built in turmoil if given sleepiness where awaiting feels normal.
I
bathe in bread I sip a variety while bishops exercise interior. by sweet demons
so frantic where a man feels threatened: “It couldn’t be. It’s not those
crowns. Where babies were aborted.”
so
dependent as lenient else spaces so opaque in pale waters. so verbatim where it
looks railing those jasper echoes.
by
festive inveiglement, so torn to exist you, while so uncertain concerning
soulmates: the stardust fire as a heart became violent such breath or tears
where lips taste like failures.
I
bet it hurts. like a puma to a famous skull. or a child a man was reluctant to
cherish.
in
certain reality, during lockdown, one still needs to feel close: so, calls or
dramas while it becomes an obvious discrepancy.
but
pantheons are treasured or a fantasy frets its abilities where framing you is
by indifference—for deaths were unclear while famous a lie to have admitted not
a word; but it seems irrelevant, in a rarity agenda, if distant from gut-torn
than permit something unbuilding itself: such random ransoms so restructured as
victims where it felt good to appear prepared.
so
fretted so fierce while Essence seems gorgeous. so atwitter so awesome but
Essence is thickets or determination so quiet so lonely. attractive foibles or
art fires so angry with flames—to die so dreaded, or feathered with vomit so
vexed to witness such dinosaur melees.
—for
one needs anybody while some need certain stencils; our spirits knowing our
surroundings, where it requires checking closely…
we
see such easiness such non-placement, where it isn’t our full adventure.
as
a man spells his tongue, or deaths by furies, while friendship is its
understudy. to exist as born to endure or bold to adventure—while we
misunderstand a woman’s anger.
so
far into fields at such critical intervals or to distract a person when a sentence
picks designation.
