so
bouncy so atwitter so manic those months as uncured feeling terrific while
paranoid or gardens such euphoria—the backwoods those diamonds where mother
taught us the caves. petroglyphs or porticos so sweet by repentance; to measure
skies to see rain while posted tough at a poolhall; so geared to die as begging
to die where a man smokes a cigar. ivory for many or pills for some while a
poet is mostly liquids; a tough claim a maniac portrait but no one could see
it. so addled it seems private we look to discredit claims—we love doubt it
kills responsibility as Love was far my leap. back to antres near beyond so
aloof it’s felt ten miles afar. an empty attic, if ever it would, something
small crawling; the crest of its pain those messy tortures while we vandalize
reputations. we must discern we must identify where too many are claiming concrete.
so much a froward act in a froward county for we’re taught to doubt. the need
in its soul, for something repudiated, while we argue against our inheritance.
such church shoes such the best while father arrived in a tuxedo. a shell of a
human a black-sheep while most interaction is mechanical. abut to a criminal so
close it’s cold so icy no one can endure it. by dells to vanish with wolves trailing.
such wildfire such innocence where he became something irrational—indeed,
according to consensus. it looks like me it smiled at me it must be me! a sheer
cyclone a building falling while neat, high, and raging. the squall or the
windy valleys. such cities in flames. while becoming is terrific. to carry a
secret so undisclosed it’s violent, where some remain a seclude hermit; those
clean faces those dreary intestines while Love was vomiting a month ago. sweet
virtue so undecided such wrath in feelings. to raise the car to check the
engine, to determine twelve more years, at most!
