it’s
by knee or crying wolf so tender his last critique. by recipe to become spirit
by contract to dabble or hunger to become rapacious. bluegrass roots or penalty
for kindness where helping can prove harmful. seas in skies or oceans on earth
big bodies of speculation. such science to advance such religion to sit still
or crosspollination to grow. so medieval at those times to ask concerning what
came first glance—those mobile whispers or roaming before dinosaurs as genetic
types reach back to shoebills. such a look, it feels prehistoric, it cries
major indifference. like mind stampedes to have broken a seal as becoming
enamored with excellence. what have we expected? what vacuum must we enter? how
have signs become more important? rubbing of wrists, scratching of palm, purring
hair in its destination. as a soul, so filled with tremors, while swamps sit in
wait. authors have said nothing, nothing of interest, while occasionally, we
feel dumb, or numb, or emotional.
I sparked a cigar, I felt molten
lava, it was fiending for passion. I redrew eyes as in mind to presume more
than illusion. a painful river such diamond rocks so much suffering from
indecision. so inexact so much courage, as met with a dam. to have crooned in
cities to have chanced indifference or to have won projections. authors have
said nothing, bringing wires together, reaching where few are made to travel.
dewdrops come morning, or petals in blazing heat, such wilting we might notice.
a knot for probing a booklet held sacred but it tells of how to win hearts. so
re-digitized upon rare sands as suffering loudness.
