so
precious in soul surefire intensity while fleeing is impossible. the worth of
your mind the grind at its temple so determined to outlive yourself. by mirror
or strawberry diamonds the cabinet as I pulled myself out. so combative so much
an instruction or battered for damaged so rehearsed. I love blindly while
seeing destruction split over sky keys—so tender an instrument so much a kettle
at knee-bent sunrise. as thought of you but I can’t love you where minds are weirder
on Sundays. such a soft intrusion such a week in my mind as comfort seems
temporal—at rancor with self at discontent with self while a bit concerned in
you. so thwarted those years while it would be gentle if but alienation with a
close friend nearby. as losing support bases, or gambling with health a soul
desperate for eternity. so much a cavalier enterprise those disconnected
remedies so hurt so lost so catatonic. eyes water it can’t be true, how did it
happen? to indict gods to erase demons while minds feel like wraiths. (so much
a game, while some are swell, it cuts to be disobedient; but days are ugly the
moon is ignorant those winds are at his gullet.) I liked a soul I loved a human
I was shocked I mistook both. one connives for a child. one gets said child.
one bails out on said child.
I look at colors I remember those
papers I get angry as flying such a song to memories. so much so close to fill
it rising to hear it singing as it might squint.
