They train their minds and hearts and all things extracurricular and ScintilLATEd til sprinting at pace.. to taste
This blessed SENSE of intricately played-out manoeuvring of mAnNeRiSm, as ALL of this gets to be PlAyFuLlY ‘plagiarised’, prearranged and created courageoUSly amidst us via: The roaming networks of a nonstop, bewitched, bewildered, OFTtimes belittled Brain.
By these gnatty little vitriolic people who dared to s-t-a-r-e too troublesomely and outlandishly HARD inside of their intrepidly suggestive souls.
Sometimes.. only NEVER, NOT-QUITE!! all of the time
As their magnified and MoDiFiEd heARTS stART to both magnificently and magnetically m-e-a-n-d-e-r til both DUTIFULLY acquisitioned and ACCUSTOMED BENEFICIALLY toward /
This… SECONDary sense of… SINGular and SERIOUSLY Sophisticated inner-sanctioned bliss—
is this it?! Is it really ALL that they wish to have became… …
Applauded in their own SENSE of time ONCE put upon: A Hurtling, twirling, WhIrLiNg eARTh?
And it CAN, and Shall, AND conscientiously WILL cause ALL aforeMENTIONED peripheral People
To inevitABLY sit.. sHuT-THEMSELVES-uP as required and presume to ASSUME… …
An upSTANDING POSITIONING… again? Or for the first time n(ever), ever perhaps.
To relax… and RELEASE rather than to RIOTOUSLY r-e-l-i-n-q-u-i-s-h……… their fondest, DEEPEST, Favourite-best SINS – –
Upon We: THE ARTISTS IN RESIDENCE LIVING INSIDE OF THEIR shock-absorbing BRAINS.
And distantly glad-ragged and ENHANCED by the MiGhT of hindsight hilarity, perhaps, perCHANCE, per Dostoyevskian DANCE… ..
One BRAND NEW and imaginatively IMProved step-per-artisticALLy-prepped-time: Why the heck not.
“Let Themselves officially Become, Became.. Whichever really, officially mf* Inundated- –
And about to be— Beautifully Besotted By
ALL of nothing, really!”
Because she’s been twiddling her THUMBS ‘til shared sparingly between: that of the finger-licking encyclopaedia and a bottle of good-old-ghostly Rum—- “YUUUUUM!!!”
As her lips Become Besotted with this
