. If they were doing anything well, then they were dedicating themselves to a fine old time and NOT a place; it’s been beyond the pines and faRther than
Anything which seems to seek to swim… immediately into their inner perspective. It’s just how far they went to get themselves to return.. to neverAGAIN. “We were.. all good and buried well and READY. By the time
the artist upped their utensils and spilt all of their masterFULLY MANIPULATEDpaint and MEDIOCREInk atop
Of enough about to be CANvases to truly NOT care about giving a
**** anymore. About before(?)” Well
….. there’s this thing about mind-numbing mental-illnesses and that is THAT = the “talked about comeback” will feel..
About a billion miles from riotously+++rEaL. They were… diluting themselves only in so far as their aforementioned Art did MATTER. And it does, and still can AND stILL will >>>
If we really wanted to
Talk about the people who take it all in like a.. hot_headed Balloon about to assume ALL sorts of angular understandingS OF addled(it’s not actually aDdLed… it’s utterly wonderful with a full head of brains…) anticipation…
then “why don’t we just ably admit to them that
They will actually all be AOkAy and self prepareD… to end~UP lovely and old and only AlOnE(!)” inside of their
Magnified minds. • Yeah there were other angles to the exact same situation – and a million other person’s seen to beSERIOUSLY abrUPT other opinions. Making a DIN to suit ANY such delectable SITUATION == as the artist in all of us asks…
“What IF we ARE all outrageously UnIque MOUTHPIECES(?)” and peppering a poet’s mind with multifaceted understandings
