so
feuded inside a softer violence while adoring is close to controlling. the
banquet those carpet screams while the ceiling fell at 5 a.m. so much gnosis as
knowledge in me while I can’t insist on validation. I have a spirit, oops, a
bit grandiose, but I’m a damn locomotive! I hit the sun I melt I become a
firebird. I relax I go crazy I come back years later. so much a dream so
infused, Love, while touching was obliteration. a face in mourning a bird in
screaming so delicate asking may I go nutty! a fool in me a decree in me while
never a man kept his honesties! blood blue or burgundy phantom
so
spatial so hectic so undelivered!
as but a monster, so humble, a countenance
vitiating everything he earned.
those passion aches or a sure
explosion, why is Love such a creature?
revived from deaths or indebted to
souls so close to endure the sharing.
I poured a gallon I ate a machine so
cold where insults are galaxies.
such
a foul mouth, such a promiscuous soul, while asking for utter memories. I was a
maniac or an island no one knew I was studying. it was embarrassing. I lied to
a man. it was so incriminating he held to it for dear life.
so jasper, Love, so neat, Love, have
I met, Love?
surety in security, its face value,
this is a lonely, depleted, and miserable man.
I ran a number it was long range – I
was told he harbored a demon.
those
months growing tomatoes. those minutes making decisions. a man goes crazy to
imagine such audacity. but crops have summoned, reaping is in season most go batty
to hear redemption. a fragrant ache a reduced pain where another has replaced
all of us!
it becomes tales or heads, it’s a
life decision, while kingdoms are suffering from violence.
I was looking I was innocent it felt
so recreated. the music was material those feelings caught fire, in a haze of
mirages. I put it there, an inner projection, without any damn evidence. I was
disappointed, but in whom, self, or something it couldn’t fit?
