I
felt ecstasy or traumatic reigns so high into orbit. as met one a real machine
so cold her arc—those mountains those founts so bound so loose as a dear
wreckage ball. if but sheer beauty while needing freedom too aloof to monitor.
those welkin kites those fettered kettles while mother was a xylophone. I retrieve
innocence as some frantic heckler while falling so low it requires faith. our
banished memories those sullen sweet seconds when essence seemed godsend. so
misfired such unhealthy rage where bodies begin to disassociate. but Love is
mathematics or delicate while tears shed in showers. the meraki of energies
those terrific windows so plumbless while entertaining a cactus. it was several
grenades into a cave as running or churning while begging to erect freedom: the
elusive magistrate, or a screaming pontiff, while tender negotiation is found
feeble.
the puppeteer’s
poison the palace set aflame while burning we dance; so fierce but friendly so
polite like darkness-afternoon-autonomy! a night with galaxies a florid feral
fire while laughing like losing where the man has troubles.
as cultic flowers
or arranged ant farms such oxygen such fumes where a lady sat through
crucifixion. our unchaste minds our cowskin pouches while tasting, nay,
suffering freedom’s chambers: so much
to rescue or transmigrated
mind-waves as enveloped or soon mailed while devastation became so normal.
it
was you as unlocking chemicals where nemesias appeared incandescent. such
carpet conjures the doorjamb such pain developed intuition while Love is
something he needed. as never seeing her or never loving her, for reality was
bent, self-centered, where it concentrated upon its own survival—where aches
are terrors, they yearn in hell, but never but to adore the well-beloved. as
desperate to apologize, again, for me, while wisdom demands leaving essence to
wrestle its thoughts. such lavender such screams while getting afar may destroy
the black sunbird.
