the
inconvenience such dice so released like tussocks. the fierce dogma but minds
cleave such burning to artwork love. by adored creatures those galaxy eyes where
thoughts are unclear: by mathematics if to cherish such manipulation where one
is proud to control us. made attuned passing or feigning so gray an orphan.
wilder for sunrise sure debated our horizon while patience became sacrifice:
glass tables, carved dearly, our names trickling blood: the bronze the bone the
bane! so much to give so torn to receive as if life is a curse: those palms our
disgust if to fall into rapture. it was haystacks it was needles it was hay
fever—those blind photos our shops abandoned our bakery set to flames. to give
more while it feels like losing where both are indifferent: the washed scalp
those refurbished/remodeled pledges or seated in ponds rinsing by mud. such
film or private majesty where a man needs more than science. such a claim in
twilight where animalism might be success. so thrown asunder such breakage at
life reborn or terribly challenged: the party dying out or those empty bottles
while they resemble affection: the car set to sparkles the hydraulics overheating
while never was such life given to a woman. our guilt for sincerity our pains
for geese so wild in there. as desperate to hate you as if to locate me while
never such fierceness in Gomez.
