1When they made love like hardwired masterpieces that’s precisely how it felt -/ to alternate between being: dumbfounded and Delicately Real.
2We are actually acutely aware of her need to…
They were seemingly snowballing tHEIR own sense of wisdom, seemingly these perfectly peRtuRbeD people of whimsical approach//
To broach the surface they need to rewire their SENTIMENTAL faces again.. just…
They know nothing about anything and anything seems to be living everywhere(?!) These Düsseldorf disasters of foreign intelligences
They were wondering if they might like AnyThing At All anymore until—…
There were indeed elements of introspective intelligences. Were even these evenly matched people-
Pained, it seemed, ToBeHere and hearing everything
The wrong-way-round again. “What we did is we listened enthusiastically and…
They were steering themselves west west west of wild again – “these seriously sinister sinners of truly chaotic afterthought, actually.”
They were certainly wondering about all the right sorts of…
Perhaps it is— a pretty little picture of a plaster cast and distorted disaster, of a way for them to speak and say: “something otherworldly REinvigorated AND epically worth……
Stark-raving-mad made to be mesmerised, and they should understand how many times it takes for the greatest of artistic endeavours to DEVOUR our
Sentimental pleasure. The way he drew the…
It’s a silent kind of sun filled scintillation and they seem… utterly understood by ALL these extracurricular people: “it’s… impossible to answer the utterly ANSWERABLE, actually. And we
Want to…
They’ve been designing a physically rampant and rambunctious place of. “Tasteless pursuit actually; what they said was a talk shared sparingly both STARINGLYbetween: a pair
Of penultimate people.” We… want(WHAT…
It’s not that they did not understand it but that amidst the TwIsTeD interplay of a sterilised strife time, we curiously combine(d) to cause
Instant and delirious filled anticipation(.) “we…
They were taking their time now – aligning it like a pair of mother effing folklore wannabes. Drinking beer to crystal=CLEAR their DimeADozen Dostoyevskian brains yet again, w-h-e-n… they…
We were all in it together now and borrowing another leaf from that so-called SO-BE-it… imaginative and addled expectations pAGE: so as our AGELESS DayS(!)
Windeded their way down again….
They were stroking their own boats GENTLY and for the sake of feeling excellent and exceptional. We were… these stay-away, TRUE to ourSELVES people of
Transatlantic intelligencesActually: as…
there it was…
When legends aren’t supposed to make any EXCEPTIONAL sense except to see everything we didn’t
With their staple diet of designing something from nothing they were eagerly aware to impress…
They’d been fondly singing along and doing these things at fabricated pace— they were really attempting to venture (Again) against the
Grain: the rain soaked atmosphere seemed to hold its…
What if they had not taken it with them, and “what if(!!)” everyone-else shall saunter about the place
Irregardless as to her VERY(!!)~honest~necessity to n-e-e-d:: another way in.
“A mannerly woman…
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