I yawn
a bit. I unwind a bit. I take to a feeling, just a bit. have we seen an unhappy ladybug? I think
they're a bit sad. determined destiny is dreary. a little wistful, sun is on sabbatical, a
man is homesick – for emotions such measures where rain falls at our feet. a lake is dismal or disconsolate, if I gave
my love, please cherish my love. a
tether to aches a bleak outcome while we cleave to maturity. never realize
something, it’s a sky-cave, we might feel disrupted. pavement frowns, we tread
it we never say, Good morning! a
creek in its woods it might speak its silence; a goose in a pond, many geese
surround, a goose is like a carnival.
subdued by expectations. moody with underdevelopment. or patient with
what’s defined. an interior yelling
or burning firebrand aside an inglenook.
to thaw thick ice, or soften sullen fury, so framed in fashion. I shan’t explain it, while planets move,
it becomes right in due time. a certain style at life, by least resistance,
while anger is in his bosom. to wait
where it hurts while we might be going too far – we might be taking advantage! prayers
sprout feelings are measured a man becomes his activities. so much a good time,
so much a need, while it never mattered—you couldn’t change it, eating is
inevitable, while some give it back. a person good with self, knowing his
perdition, as living it through – such a man receives his mercy. a bittersweetness a sour luxury where
decisions are recorded. one will walk a line, listening closely, and write
findings in another’s diary. eyes shift. days are oblivion, while memories
connect dot-to-dot. too much damage they said, we have to savage it they said,
we renew such newness. a soul is cheerful-cheerless, abandoned to perfect
contradiction, a logical oxymoron. as souls sing or tortures are treasured,
upon a feeling.
