Bent over backwards
Collaborated midst a dishevelled ear-piece
Pockmarked and besmirched to an outright anointed point – announce yourselves meticulously well pressed inescapably against, please
Let. It. Be.
Downright descriptively quarrelled and decidedly quantifiable via breakneck speed
When the racing nature of that undeniably suggestive pen makes roundabout fellowship sense of itself
And here sits a miserly somebody so soon as the bankable room assumes an upstanding re-positioning again
The sleight of hand, that is in fact where the light gets in … nothing else for it but utter carefree and sacrosanct commotion midst an ocean of restless, relentless, uncertainty
He is about to be placed under serious suspicion for all of an age-old century.