the
shore is a road which parts at intervals. bled dry in adolescence or uncured as
an adult or saying some indelicate thing. too close to assume too afar to
conclude or so studied by intuition. rain falls it splashes asunder many
particles are wet feelings; to despise some person to optout of penalties while
pursued by hyenas. misinformed or ever on point—we know by attitudes or blues
or moodiness; such a component so many seeds while an ostrich is buried in
soil. a fire in you a flame is me so restricted from being at essence. angst is
delicate or sex is chased while most are clear into dangers. further beneath
sound into waterweeds under a seas-bed.
too
fragile to listen too delicate to see while true meaning comes by passivity. if
caring is present it must be flexible it must obey its ruling fever. by aquarium
a startle, by sea-belts an awakening, while age is chasing us; such marshweed
while chewing gnats while a man ate locusts; at a dovetail into a cheetah while
carrying an elephant.
a
doorknob a capture a child behind his mother; blood purple veins such tattooed
flesh while most desire ultimate sensation—upon horsehair gripped in orgasmic
lock to sew an ingredient.
as
a blacksmith in a plural atmosphere to learn rules are mainly for others; such
blithe at times, it become cheerful indifference, where something has been
stolen: a child’s eyes, such independent diligence, or deep personal curiosity.
as
to look or assume with no want to investigate. so much rejection, it kills
sentiments, where we try to protect ourselves. but alienation comes, so much a
sinkhole, where adventure is foggy mirrors.
such
inkstone such blots or impersonal labels; to define a person based in
insecurities where most are judging based in resistance.
so
inedible without remorse to have killed such in spirit—scars made indelible!
