existence
as motif realism as painful or cadenzas in space – as adored creation spasms in
his electricity for Love so engendered. flushed or heaving redness along spines
a back for sunrise. by scented candles along a deep dark alley aside an old
couch. coughing or wheezing huffing up phlegm as so soon to discourage
existence. bloody eyes a raw feeling as doing anything one damn well pleases! a
dirge of activity into windy wilderness so softer a losing sanity. a meme in
society a novelty for senses while they hold to what worships us. too discreet
a cinema of questions as a person could become so lucky. jute for breakfast an
evening millpond or approach a dauntless passion – as needing danger desirous
of clandestine where wildness might prevail. as what are you feeling, so
polished, where life is by secrets? an ocean so wet or unwet chiseling so far
away from camp. to adore like fever to captivate in moments while life is about
flirtation. so much a trembling man, by geography of freedoms, as with you we manumit
our inhibitions. such lusting mammals or spiritual reptiles as wondering the eldest
in the kingdom. many allegories or fables or parables – so nectar into
injustice a child coming soon to need you like air needs oxygen. so much a director
so much a chair with tuffets spread around the house. so angelized such
aesthetic hips while a man shouldn’t reserve too much. a filthy appetite a
decent retrieval at a park with a Labrador. such black, silky fur, so much a
friend while crying, so receptive to a touch of pain. looking at accessories as
pulled into crevices a man is such a visual imp. to envision in time by chimes
of a fool while we must evaluate what anger we feel! so rough around edges so
much a fledging so cherished by a need to not be judged. sure into sunshine or
sunflowers at a need for a rescue.
