Instances of happiness peppered with playful literary intent – a dancing double-indulgence of uttermost consequential harmony. Soon as people’s meandering day-to-day moments get to suddenly become enraptured and entangled blissfully with-in
Pages atop pages of perfectly plagiarised sentiment – rhythmically rambunctious over-entitlements all upon their very own and forever bearing fictional witness
To something sufficient and suitably succinct, which this writer may just have needed to get out of his addled head – from p-e-n-t to spent
And all in a marvellously meticulous minute. Of peaceful quietude, or as close as his mind could ever manage to handle… .. since the argumentative beginning.