This moving object holds no real gain but for otherworldly creation – been sinning to win outright, midst the nocturnal fight of a strifetime

Flustered rolled-up stench-arisen cigarettes
The comfortable threat – these insular and introverted abilities gather her upside-down gain and at persuasive, pervasive, ease

She’s been concentrating, focused to make posthumous sense of itself, to hold herself at wonderfully permitted hostage to this – standapart High, High Art which really does seem to matter the most like no-one’s been watching

When she lost herself time again and it felt like nothing but everything, namely a brushstroke resembling a stairway to heaven

A proper motherfucking ding-dong she is

Bordered by unshakeable brilliance