It’s a dream that sleeps and it IS A CONTAGIOUS masterpiece: each of these living-seething-reeling people have come considerately a cropper and, Now.. We seem to be actually ReApiNg what THEY SOW.
“See… they saw it ALL and at a pace of purely incremental BlIss.” With their yo-yo brains set themselves comfortably AgainstTheGrain… …
It is plain downright UgLy! As it Reins itself in times… “Again!!“ And, then… When ALL silenced nights beg-to-BEGIN to CONsider themSeLveS ultimately colloquial and for 1soul rEasOn—
To bring this narrative landSCAPE back-TO-Life: and in a most meticulous and molecular heartBeAt(!), retreat retreat and FEEL
Damn near DAMN downRIGHT every-next-nuanced-thing
He said it through a meticulous whisper, that “to fear-it was to steer-it beautifully toward this trustworthy sense
Of high-WORDED and TwIstEd inSINuation…”
This, their LifeL-O-N-G DEMONstration within A straitjacket called mindful Awareness
Yes. “Who said that a straitjacket was INFACT a bad thing?!” Nothing but for A BIG BAAAAAD WORD trained paradoxically toward… the irony of an Undeniable smile.
“She is redribboned. HE is wIlD!“