pressure,
without an origin, surprised to be tested, hit harder, I passed the madness. winning
is by strategy, losing is a mystery, enduring is a palace made high. many hertz
these waves, as stated afore, some are skilled: too keen for me, too much aroma
for me, too impalpable for me. I reminisce—walking inside-out, I see a creek,
faces, many flexing muscle; I head to choir, after running streets, once a soul
undirected; looking at it closely, a soul’s choreography, tap dancing, eating
snake, a side of frog legs.
across
those ponds is a fiesta, Latin spirits, many can’t compete. Love is shadowy,
implacable, over steak, insatiable, big boned, flying, skiing, surprised some
trek away. I was thinking of a name, more a mistake I’ve made, gazing at
celebrities, missing the wealth nearby. a small epiphany, it shan’t change, save,
I grow into an ideal. many epoch problems, many epic women, I wrestle with
labels; I gallop, I surrender, they say there’s a new passport—something trying
hard, a pestilence in our backyard, a mask, vaccine, a booster shot.
so
well-beloved, so far away, I hear she has a new man. trying harder, abandoned
to a wildlife, it’s not a big deal. I wanted immortalis, I tatted my flesh, I seem
a whit in a trance; staring into a mirror, thinking of an associate,
retreating, left to pine, nothing major in this; made angelic, smiling at
points, often on camera; mind calligraphy, photogenic pain, Sammy Davis
performance.
getting
closer to differences, beauty in cultures, festival in wilderness: exhausted,
pleased, thinking in space: transcension, first origins, anything I hear, I locate.
