That sense of scintillated understanding, of comfortABLY c-o-n-s-t-r-a-i-n-i-n-g oneself and from ALL OF THIS overEmOtIONaL asphyxiation: A “who-is-actuALLy-who”, in-FACT!!” This inunDATED… f-e-e-l-i-n-g of… EVER/l-a-s-t-i-n-g contentment and all other mixEd/Up SeNsEs Of elixirs which do (miraculoUSly) manage to M-a-t-T-e-R!
“M-O-R-E than t(he)y can ever EVEN have st(art!)ed to (BEG)in to I-M-A-G-I-N-E…
A fighting/FIT image, in-deed, and l-I-v-I-n-G L-i-V-i-D-l-Y UP/INSIDE OF THEIR D-E-L-I-R-I-O-U-S-L-Y aDlEd MINDS… sometimes… and s-p-l-a-y-e-d sPoRaDiCaLlY a–c–r–o–s–s
That spontaneous skyline at NIGhT, of any/such/ever aforeMENTIONED OvEreMOtIOnaL… non/entity!?
It does I-N-D-E-E-D seem to a-p-p-e-a-r to (UN)officiALLy have b-e-e-n… …
Swimming (wit)h-in the boundless bounds
Of their aforeM-E-N-T-I-O-N-E-D fighting/F-I-T wits.. … AND… they W-I-L-L c-H-a-L-l-E-n-G-e themSELVES time a(GAIN!)
Times MotherFucking(!!) T-E-N!