I am proud for a multitude of reasons, really. But the main real reason that I will remain forever proud of myself? Because… I did, and still do this…
((WHEN)) We fled
These wicked LITTLE (WEirdOwideOPEN) windowsills
Of reverberating imbeciles. O-V-E-R-H-E-A-D, overHEARD, AND UTTERLY (*******) COKED-up IN OVERDOSE
technique… .
EASILY DOES IT, PLEASE…
((WHEN)) We did…
From her resolute ribcage (SET TO PULSATE) and they just might prise.. Already self-PREPARATORY, STORY-FUELLED eyes – “so damn-dastardly w!!!!!!!!!!der THAN LIFE On a (COMFORTABLY) curtailed knife-EDGE!!”
We…
They’ve been taking
The time to turn
The IMMEDIACY-OF-key RIGHT_ROUND to please… all these people
with their undercurrent of utterly uncertain DETERMINATIONS == we’ve EVEN been borrowing BoJangles appetite for a LUST-fuelled…
A setting-of-mind JOVIALLY according === “to gently_goes_George… GO-LIGHTLY!!”
We’ve EVEN been thinking in terms of TantaliZZZed RealisationTECHNIQUES AGAIN.. and aching to ACT — “utterly ******* SENTiMENTAL.”
TWO whole SMILE-FREE years AGO again.. WHEN… BY…
When WHAT WE DID IS we see
The same (un)realisTIC ways as everybody else today… and they’ve EVEN BEEN paving U-N-D-E-N-I-A-B-L-Y unanimous ways… “anyway.” Antsy as **** as…
When everything ELSE THAT they did
And WE did it
AT PROLONGED pace ANYWAY- “we’ve really done the DUST-WORK TIMES-A-THOUSAND TICKER-ESCAPE PARABLES-OF-PARADE and tucked-ON-in according to
THOSE BOTH…
TAKE 1
We drove ourselves wildly enthusiastic this time – tonnes of time that WILL tick, tick, TOCK — to take —- UTMOST stock, Of all…
1.. They.. soon as we SAW
ultimate ultimatums TAKE PLACE and EVENTUALLY took _________our OWN outstressed stomachs
To the inevitable limit of UP-ALL-NITE AND A-C-H-I-N-G LIKE
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1.. They.. soon as we SAW
ultimate ultimatums and took our OWN outstressed stomachs to the inevitable limit of UP-ALL-NITE AND A-C-H-I-N-G LIKE
SNIDE-eyed people. We’ve sinned and WE’VE…
What when we produced/VOICED OUR OWN utter ******* unCERTAINTY/OPINION and what if we tainted ourselves to the bones of unBELIEVABLE yet again?
WHEN… There is this… pulsating, LIVID-SEETHING…
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