such death-nip or
cage-caves so stressed or condemned—those music eyes such honeydew or hips
screaming damnation. a man with issues a soul with problems while life could if
it needed me. so much in limbo by dear dilemma as a cursed or misused winner.
pure adversity while making good sense where it was in his plans. so addicted
to it such game in it so much raw shame—those pains those diamonds while they
ask about sobriety. or a petty ass person a prude ass person so content with
fire as it’s controlled—those blue fevers those hard beavers while she smelled
like marigolds. such hiking to get her or round a mountain forty-years so much
deliverance a man needed children. by blueberry gin or raspberry vodka or orange
cognac—as a devilish soul while “we don’t speak that way,” but uncooked
existence begins to stink. so sipped a Truly so disgusted with Pain those roses
their petals so much a palm to crumble. (so much her eyes so much more her body
so undelivered by her whimsiness—as accused of shabbiness or alive by aloofness
so disappointed in the ways I respond.) a craved fool a rabid microphone as set
for a presentation. so savage she declines the carriage so raw she shot his
face so destitute she caught its chair. as a maniac face, tatted his guts, slung
on its black market. such trafficking such drugs & bodies while
insignificant to our Government. those days looking at some woman while it dies
swiftly. so driven, call at it, make it meraki—the demon in its sin those walls
in its den as sitting a foot into a lion. our Judah instincts our Levite women
so accused for everything going wrong. how to fix issues? how to be honest? how
to exchange life for death? so deceased in you so alive in you where I needed
something too gritty to win. those bamboo eyes those cocaine fingers or days
knee deep in the Caribbean. I was good with you but it got silly while most
need to believe in you. I couldn’t un-wrangle guts or untangle watts so far
into traffic. to stop by hectic clause so wilderness at some antique bullet.
