reciting hips, failing
to examine, our inner personas at fears; arctic foxes, reindeer fire, thoughts moving
matter; thighs made soft, sound aborted, composing invisibility.
our hyper beings, segue into crimes, our aches
reaching into our romances. mental panthers, those rabid transmitters, our
knuckles bearing concrete. at an action woman, as offered to souls, whereunto,
the shift in requirements; to negotiate feelings, inhospitable angers, at
forces reclaiming our fascination: big eyed child, the sandbox rabid, the swig
courting our flipping: memoires bleed, our scissors through essence, our
hologramic screams; an ignored curse, insidious riches, our men and women so
Peru.
an angular mare,
the theft of hearts, our refusals to loosen—our rabid sensations, the purchase
upon humans, our apostolic slavery.
I loved as
winning, the sheer adventure, thereunto, waging wars. mystic unicorns, mystic
resilience, our days become omission—if but for comforts, as appalled by
intimacies, nonetheless, captured by aesthetics.
snatches by breaths,
utter survival by fittest, the army of pin-needled emotion—to flux with
passion, that esthetic throat, this wishing for some controversy.
cod with rice, our
whales to agonies, the furious water as insightful
our warm baths, flogging
mentality, the abbess rebuking me
as sold to
thoughts, a pigeon plucking, a falcon hard on heels
that remote
island, our inner novitiate, at sermons knitting partial truths.
I felt a ton,
above mythic pounds, at tyranny his bowels; that meter-thick plight, this
melodic spell, our millennia to refocusing. those simple goodbyes, our simplest
lies, the fervent algebra; where seabirds whistle, as chameleons knit, evermore
our intuitions. a lunatic moon, our sunrise illusion, the interior horizon: to
slice by practice, the praxis by men, Love is prone to fantasies.
autumn squirrels.
rain! seated as
perfect. realizing self-delusion.
this tracing by
leaves, the horse to hay, our needles abandoned to oceans. the swimming
instinct, the auction yacht, the mobile fever; hither, a thought, if kleptic
our attraction, forced to surrender. a torrent raging, our brains exploding, at
such a kiss, our lullabies; a baby infant, as salutes our affections, meaning our
lives.
tragic deaths,
whereat, arguing selves, whereto, feeling unwanted.
at ever the dance, clinging to life-rafts, souls
destroy those mirrors.
a sloth’s
existence, suffocating addicts, whereas, it felt important to resist;
those palm
coconuts, the vine of cuffing, our plums with pudding:
deluded souls, our
images, compelled to sin!
