If they HAD taken the time to take their very next breathe-of-breath away, do we NOT simply think to Imply: that the wise-and-wicked ways that they were born to preach… were ACTUALLY supposed to NOT be so very aLteReD yet again?
We don’t even know WHAT they’ve EVEN been chatting about amidst no-one else’s state-of-MinDfrAme. Indeed, it IS.. a masterpiece of artisTIC ambivalence AND even if:: we COULD(times-two) tell the turnover-of-tImE and ALL-by-ourSelVeS then
Perhaps it may well have been an a-c-t-i-v-e-l-y ADVANTAGEOUS THING OF steely-fACED reckoning and locational wherewithal. “Yes, it IS supPOSEd to be eMoTioNal but NO such mother fucking rollercoaster anymore.”
Their swords are drAwn at the reawakening of DAWN.. as an aViDlY suppressed Artist eventually begins again.. to lean-in and deepeningly dePRESS
YET another sOURce of ImagInatIve paIntIng: as hIs audIence begIns to CEASE-AND-CAUSE… Itself.. to.. pause
For cursory thought
