leaving
vides florid or punished but trying with desperation. to have keys our pianos
numb sweet fever it hurts. so much better, feeling like disposals while a villain
hit the switch; swirling into a drain bleeding with cabbage such a meaty
feeling. I watch a lamp as it flickers, I wonder about its life cycle; so many
watts such a mind-car where adoring should feel special. so moved by sheer rain
as needing resistance to become profound. a bitter round as laying in emotion
to turn over eyes swelling with tears. so boxy too much to insist such ravished
beginnings. holding stronger such frets in diamonds while so susceptible — its pain,
while too much, where it couldn’t be absent. jingling frustration, a wilder
attitude, while jumping out of our sockets. we wanted fire we needed boiling or
sweltering but not its desert. so close a fan is there, while walking Gianna.
so great a look, so grandiose a contour where it gets untied — to damage
innocence to become science if only a woman destined in Sade: riveting purpose,
an evil naivety, or repute of Huldah. so tender to ask so bias to need while
company hurts in presence. silken thighs or emerald legs, or a face demanding devil-may-care
— slippers with odors, a womb one scent or breasts attentive to shyness. a
rifle at me a blast in me while walking to existence. as a cage opens as wings
flap aside floral buddings. so dusty lately. so impregnated. to happen into an
aura. so determined a warrior chasing butterflies while sad enough to make a
mistake. such lethal grapevines as we tread wires so near knees to earth.
talking to pigtails, asking silly questions, while conditioned to sing praise;
but decay floats variety is treacherous, while most optout for security. such
faith in revolution such structure in chaos — we get old enough to detach our
bodies.
