something
haunting as right here as near enough – thoughts must be clear or destitution
must be measured or so close in another wall, spliced. hectic inactivity a
blue estate such heaviness meant for carrying. bottles numerous or clauses make
no sense while so close we never met. tugging at wire imbalanced according to
science or mad a member without consent. the walls rebuild the season
dissipates the miracle is set for round zenith. I would if permitted as sensing
its question where one man can’t experience enough. too close. not close
enough. never as close!
diamond pianos clarity in time such
ruthless chimes. to give a human some type in sights while leveled to act
correctly. so much depending on you such art in cages while a monopoly is on us
– on behavior on arts on literature. no one understood her, she lived as an
icon, she died with legacy. but it tears souls it destroys spirits it comes so
naturally.
I’m
close to an anthill. I feel like a tireless ant. we pick or chew or serve –
this is life this is us while a drink in a pastime. the beat the piano it feels
to feel while feeling desolate. the cuff in spirit the key in a flute so hidden
so close so buried.
what if it loved you adored you
trusted you would croak for you? would it be adored so loved like something
inconsequential?
something haunting as right here as
near enough to get too close.
I needed
you I was unaware of you while many are enormous – sure in spirit of soul or
rolling like whales carrying elephants. those tints that tinge those terrors.
so remote to you so close to you I never met you!
