an
ax as savior indeed to cage while so much was exhausted. (it was orchids in
pain such sundew while frantic by a curse—plants eating lifelines remorse so
vicious while velvet shame was repeated: those passions or such feeling while
puffing a man hates himself. but an abandoned/desert rose, or a frosty water
lily, while children are rooted, built extraordinary or given to Satan’s
palms.) I’m a cactus, filled with city windows while I listen to great
betrayal. as never but surrendering, as a riddle fixated on dungeons, such
rough fevered deaths—those sky-cuffs, where a man adores his thoughts, while we
decode centuries by historians. a pleasured gut a cute
cub at assaults over those avenues.
a fist full of dry-grass, nailbeds filled with sediments or so tender into a
lying ass relationship. those classrooms those elephant shrews where something
is running around her speech. the pain we cello, plus, aquatic sincerity, where
tropic wetlands are apish tallgrass. (I once asked, “Are you serious?” I was
told it was fictional.) such is our lives. this intense understanding. where a
person will opt out on the finished product. in agony, such fireworks where a
man meant his indifference while a woman professed his adoration: these windows
those breaths while I turn away from the grove: they aren’t equipped by
something simple
where
it would feel good to be received by all peoples! so much is chirpsing, to
flirt with an idea, where souls are itemizing Jesus. by a furious fox as to
love like sinning where one frets privilege in order to chase an ideal: those
gummy realities, those filmed deliverances, so frantic to win, so enlove with
dying. but gladness to receive, indeed, as what I thought, where differences
become anomalies; for thoughts are concrete, where assumptions are godsend: I
must know you well! or a damn book, each page is correct, for blacks are so
damn simple! the marksman icebox such cold feelings where two began to have
emotion. so much to identity. it isn’t truly priority. it comes with bloodshed.
but death to liars, this high-powered houseboat, racing away from vintage
realities!
