the
trumpet for triumph the blood bleeding those traffic excursions. a green light
a hostile culture while most are disposed of. so smelted or extracted while too
much pash becomes passé. an interior arête a gray lamp such watts in a simple
dismissal. to flit or fly while it’s said as something askew. such body a man
loses senses as something probes his memories. so accursed so waffled as moving
into sunrise. sipping from her navel such giggly laughs so ticklish. such a red
light so seated such loud music – as moved to wiggle or charged in spirit a man
doing close to 80 mph. too much sorrow so beautiful oh mother rest in peace! a
father for hurricanes a typhoon for remembering or an old friend as a blessing
at the time.
what
was it inside a cocoon while we exploded an industry?
a dusky crucible seated in darkness
Love is purple! to meet as to worship while most beginnings seem intimate – as
quite personal as recruited by phantoms so charged to obliterate doubts. a
glossy fire a blue flicker such foibles seem perfect. a chance to laugh a
miracle to harp while so close so soon we back the mess up! a simple dialogue
like faraway mystics while the alps seem a good space.
upon a linchpin, I gave the key, too
remarkable to deceive! running naked abused in Christ as affected by
intelligence. so embarrassed so elevated while havens have been destroyed. a
light in ceilings a room as made special so fused to believe.
a firkin of charm a fret in feelings we damn
near died!
