how
to adore where souls are embittered or faces are low? some unnormal creature
too disguised to see too amendable to assert justice; fumes afloat grasshoppers
watching or daughters making it workable—the thief in its soul those scoundrel
eyes where one says he’s lovable. sure blighted patches or cherries leaking as
life confuses its adherents. so demystified while suddenly unphysical where
often we become trouble or ink or rain. those facile pains so indecent to say
such where one is agonizing; but anguish is twofold: as one it’s
self-intentional or others are genuinely said culprits. I take to silence or
finesse through reflection where most realities are vetoed.
it was treasured in skin those
elements so devastating—to have cared as such an unpaved creature or some troll
at his rainbow. so reborn in an
instance where it might be verified. by parable or allusion or allegory—those eyes
judging themselves those nails filled with agony or adrift a volcano bleeding
cryptic acid. if but to lie for freedom, if but to know those lies, while so
secure they will outlive time.
it
was unfair, where its mutual, insomuch as we all must suffer; the shared
moroseness those apathetic crocodiles while souls are tied to pure insanity. “But
it’s just him, I do believe, while I have exonerated others. They were here,
they walked me into my terrors, they caused my deepest uneasiness. They gave me
eyes, I see from their perspective, it shall always hurt!”
the keel is unlatched the boat split
asunder as some parts float the river. so abject at seconds in those very
increments while decisions are made from the Hostile Cliff. so radical in us
such private causes in us where we need a Think Tank! somewhere precious
daylight or timbal breakthroughs our footprints reappearing: as individuality
or something stark-raven-mad, a dear human envelope—to brave the skies to float
upon a cloud or to look at gods demanding concrete essence; as abstract
buildings so soar in time or so un-awakened!
