we can’t color disrespect so ventured so intense. they’ll vet authority or alienate propriety while asking for allegiance. so much nonsense so many irrational requests, where it isn’t what it looks like. so close to one so affected by one as one would speak anything to hurt flame. so many in misery so detached from body, for too many have placed fingerprints.
please!) outsoar me smelt her soul take responsibility; give to gods some sheep some sacrifice; blood concrete or just for adventure—such a nasty ass person! never a gift, always an infection, while one adores you.
we
sip looking aware filled by innuendoes. so much in a word, so understood while
Loves has a doctorate’s degree. a different belief a different breed secrets in
openness. (to have both!)
so much a real person, sharing all roses, where so dependable he might cut your kids. an internal riot, a dumb ass creature, where conversation becomes something uninteresting. (but this seed this greedy wisdom, I might ask concerning a dying essence, a bleeding togetherness, so many safes in my dungeon. to die so frequently to need one bowl of laughter; at her gut or tickling her ego, or flying home—I’m running late!)
some are carefree even free spirits while I admire one so much—I stay away!
some moral person, something we never disclose, there’s success in maintaining rightness: a beige horizon a desert sun a pail of liquids; a crucible a feeling—he uses too many words! to sit with secrets, a man trying his damndest, if but to wreck his screams!
“I hate him. He does right. He wants nothing to do with my deceitful ass!”
