I would
love by attentiveness sore in humanness more attached those mornings.
as nakedness is noetic by zoetic
cries more intense by innocence; if to care such scars or to fix damage seeping
into our carpet. I would protect or die where ruin settles affecting
gatekeepers. such boxing or farming the adversary is the habit, sore openness,
curiosity, or desire for godhood. acclaimed as mystics so deliberate so
attached such angelic years; or an excited man, his first child, such pride,
power, more-deeper philosophic(s). what becomes the marriage? where have we
re-raveled? how have I a seed planted in you? where stems blossom where I sit
in bosom surefire volunteering to reclaim existence; by mountainous founts such
sandbags afore our receptivity or dearer honesty into our souls!
I would
watch seeing into skies or walking to some unfair place; the stark contrast the
balloon screaming while a soul shaved in our sin. to need someone as so much
survival if but one person in our wilderness; so dependent, so late, where we
love due to our deficits; or never asked, with never a journey, such thoughts
dwelling in our visage. a gust of radiance a drift into solar lights while
signposts were removed by others. such determined pains such rage in our
silence, while I wonder as I wander, have we become pluralistic; our postmodern
universe, our dearest deconstruction, while adoring is such an altruistic
decision.
an unfledged hawk by an incredible
orientation while most souls have different understandings; for one, we love by
growth, for another, we’re having uncensored fun: if by granny’s laws, or a
wayward mother, or grandfather’s standards. (but life is outstanding. it’s
mystery, poverty, or riches. its wealth we love. its pain we cherish. while we’re
blankets meant for providing comforts.) so much our waves or tender distress
where most people are New Age Healers; by multiplicity or open cages insomuch
others are obedient to our clauses our agreements our understanding of human
needs.
