Thursday, July 16, 2020

We Distrust By Rationality


so inclusive of falling such wet wheezing sands as crucial winds so casual. it seems too cliquish or coquettish while many desire investments. but gusts are soundless where frames unveil or draperies are silent witnesses. so much concerned while divested where approach is nil or unforeseeable. by predawn to expose fury so distressed over greenflies; a percent of a human so restored while so under water. farming brains accustomed to flags while pure by rivers into profanity; so secular as pursuing more freedom where we require but so much. such sweet aeipathy if but engrossed to possess enduring/consuming passion. as to imagine by cathect embodiment so psychologically close while memories unveil nuances: such old blackfly such fevered fireflies or bent for damaged while hiding in crowded/overpacked ceilings; our bodies floating, our faces pushing paint, where children laugh at first. those fusty ways while facing postmodernity where even love is under deconstruction. (I degust (taste) to envelope life. those eyes are adorable. I like how feelings whelm/express through them. I can read insincerity or rectitude dishonesty or purer aphids at the surface. the nib grieves so gathered by you, while we just purchased an iguana—investing self a chunk of existence into every monument we undertake.) those printable palms those brushwork charms so dear so lovingly apathetic; as cursed seeds while it must remain silent where one person is under earth. but Love smiles, she decides, where she in most the autocrat.           

I’d Save The Reader Years

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