They asked him to take a picture of it all and to watch it die- they even sheltered his Amphibious Heart from drowning itself in Lukewarm LittleDesire…

Where they have been was… a beautiful and equallyGrotesqueThing: shared sparRingly between

He and she and they decipher themselves from others and else; “the open ended chats about-this-about-that WereAlwaysActing of their own

Beautiful accord.” Tiredness had no time at all, even when(??)
To breach theSurfaceAgainWAS to have been… cAlMeRNOW… than a box of decapitated fRoGs, actually(!!)