I reach for you inside an hourglass the sand hits my eyes. those skies keep lying those burials keep screaming, plus, I can’t escape trauma; such utilities such magnificence while to obtain something is to be treated like a human. such ataraxy as it’s eerie or some countenance out there; too much into pavement so glued to maxims while abstracts are terror. some color as it appears some alphabet related to axioms; some precept designed to protect where one is unrelenting. I reach for you inside. I found your face. it looks heavy with life. we can’t vanish if but to try while talking is but mesmerization. I saw a woman. I thought hypomania. I was confused about its reach. such support groups such family cries so much skin explosive beauty—as it reaches further as it screams its mathematics while sore directed by meraki.
so much it looks goodness, albeit, such cranes some sky, at hells made havens such a curse. by cheerful pain or alive its cycle where most outwrite time. so trained or so polite while reality is so debated. so many ailments such understanding while never accepted; so graceful by super element so tragic a rare kiss or something probing consciousness. a woman at his window a mother at his recesses or a farewell as it never meant much. by servile balance as long as I fawn while we call it excellence.
I can’t find
(total) solace. those chains are links. those habits are preparation. (sure
much sadness or highs or a balance looking formidable. such lithe creatures
proven deeper than skin or holding to precepts. so taken into delirium or so
clear it frightens with depth oozing into shadows. such archetypical anxieties
or cheekbone structure while most are too ancient; those demolished emotions
those razing elements such battles where no one was present. to hide so deeply
to ache with agony or too much to realize most die alone. but a sky package, to
incubate slowly, while we demand something empirical: properties or chemicals
or radical induction. by marigolds some mornings by coffee late afternoon or by
meditated interruptions. such pleasure to see you or memory to shun you while
lately was a mixed appreciation. to live this life, where it becomes mediocre,
while expecting similar outcomes. a man to his fantasies as his body
deteriorates with some person he can’t command. I can’t find (total) solace.
those fetters are familiar. so intensified so exaggerated or so much missing
what was meant before he spoke!
