by
imprints to know you or gravel slung at humanness. so
distant as seas so off-course as boats while adoring seems unstable. each
scream hits skies the rain falls drastic or waves stir unbelief. a man askew
such jagged thoughts while a ghost serenades memory. I would live the curse I would
dine with chic standards or suffocate those xyst valleys. I have lost the
whisper. it came by turmoil. I was dying to survive. those arts as they rev such ink into its
riff. so torn by essence to realize deficit as souls scream about loses; the
story of the soul, or allegories in crimson while some have chosen their sin;
such trespass or transgression while fumes fill a toddler’s carriage. as men
destroyed if but to resurrect while he never understood the species; our cavern
arcs our resonation as relic artifacts.
I look closer to see features while struck by memories. our casual lifetime
deceits our unmeasured redemption while havoc wreaks upon gusts; as a deeper
reality or a persistent chiseler or one content with his binoculars; but Love
leads or Love is symphony or Love is outrageous furies; as unborn seeds as a
man grips his issues while a woman can’t fully feel his frantic! it might be years so sore into essence where
something unfinished isn’t acceptable. if but to taste terror our hearts to
language while introverts are a bit ahead. (you dance like rivers you change
like survival or you rewind in memories; as feudal creatures or blessed
mistakes or needing something like what Angie has: a dear father, a reputable
mother, or three genius siblings; indeed, it happens this journey, the grass is
so fluffy, we desire to climb its fence; where everything is better, as so it
appeals, but tears unfasten darker closets.)
