I
dissolve a planet I engage a cosmos so tender those arrangements: a daughter at
roses, a mother at jamesias, a granny so into voodoo. to sense with deaths or
longing for life while something was attracted—a far channel this deep understanding
while getting a little wisdom! a palmed tomato a bit of lettuce a ghetto salad.
I laugh a walk further, I comb certain memories, I can see utter intoxication.
(it slumbers its speech to staccato a demand while asserting the pause is
irritating. so much to die for where a thought is interrupted for an ashtray
just hit its wall.) so much averted to mother. so much away from mother. where
a soul procreates with mother. (by tender insouciance or drilling pavement
where a man is so damn heavy. it means little, while facing decimation, where a
soul aches for anything different. to sky-climb or to go so deep where a
precious baby carries a cross: thus, a mind, whereas, it was, or, furthermore,
it has to become; at parachutes, or looking into missiles, while it was hard to
ignore stealth: a growing machine or a slight secret—they often can’t see it!
to say it in a whisper or to live affected as so changed it feels good to relive.
maybe a book, a few chapters, or memory down its river. I search our onus or
debate what took place, what others do vitiate the potency of your infractions:
those days one’s creeks, the brook as witness,
where
one announces such deep immunity. I would go sickly into a damn coma if I had a
brother go through my fate: as days are kangaroos such raw kicking or a cheetah
settling into vexation or an ape laughing like crazy is illegal. but a delirious
soul but a purposed soul while it must be a miracle: as combat is eternal, in a
land of humans, where even totality is insecure. to endure human
proclivity is to scar a bubble where a man hides in order to review cognition—so
gone into a portal while remaining so lost where a soul rakes a tower of
concrete pebbles; but a woman as she evolves—if but to adore—might break
realities to pass you glitter: as charms or anklets or aglets on suffering—so far
extinct but a release into spirits while one battles with capitalization’s!
