The time is now and nigh and nightly and frightfully idiosyncratic actually; when they sneeze, we DO appear to breathe-It-ALL-IN: the dusted ((ol’))remains of
Yet another masterpiece// it’s prolonging the perception that they’ve been acting
—-)))
Ironically iconic actually. “They don’t even wish to speak all-too-much-anymore, but to STAND-back——-)) and typically
Adore// the uproarious outpouring of jaded wherewithal.”
The artist is ably-well-agitated again and definitely.. in a place of Dostoyevskian bliss, indeed. And, maybe… just MAYBE the paint HAS yet to d-r-y its wise-old-eyes,
As he and She decide… … to distance themselves a fair while; all soldiering-onRegardless—-
As softly Bespoke smilesCatchCreativeFire— “no more, please(!!)”
With this
Mile-a-minute MasteryofMindAnymore=
Neanderthal’s will always meander ((and FULL-ONfall….)) and at ——) perfectly exhausticated pace of P-L-A-Y(…)
Their days comfortably cottoning-on and certainlyDeterminedlyPrepared:
— to spare NO-MORE f*ckingBlushes, “please!” They did this with Their Rosy-Red Fists-A-FlUtTeR, mother fucker(s) 😉
