A contracting of brazen-faced words wishing for wisdom – pieces of precious and ultimately refreshing deliverance to proceed pain-free and giving… of themselves yet again. Wound-up together as per author’s usual pace of wishful thinking – blink and You Will Miss It! This thunderclap of silenced antagonism with words for weaponry. A resounding and clear-cut juxtaposition of official verbosity shared equally between —
Soon as a sarcastically contractual reader won’t mind how their mind sequesters and starts to beautifully belong to another such realm of calming creation —
The get-out-clause, a pause for rushing thought to take heap-some hold, perhaps.