They cut chaos in half for the sake of shaking their brains UP, uP… and awaaaaay(!!) It’s a fairly regular thing for them to’ve staRed
Quite literally:: at all of these broken down, unaccustomed window panes. It’s a panting pAnGinG inside of their
Artistic hearts which will set them in physical emotion again. They’ve understated themselves enough times now..
To bow down to their
Very own sense of unashamed equilibrium. It’s… a bravado-led thing and she felt about as good as GOOD can feel.
And if we really did want to go and get ourselves utterly tOaSteD on wasted PerPlexIties then… it’s gonna hAve to’ve been in a mostly
Circumstantial ANNNND vicarious instance. They are not good at being badder than bad actually, and they’re definitely not willing to
Bleed by the cut of the EAR:: “we heard it here first, that their first step inside of fear-filled anXietY might Just…. take the biscuit yet again and for the ten thousandth time// quite literally(!!)”
Why they had to do what they did is not so very simple, let alone this… predisposed event wherein… their HAVE-A-HEART minds have been bObbInG like mother EFFING apples and againstTheImagination’s CRUCIFYING tide. “They tried… and tried to be these terrifically
Absent-minded people, and they undoubtedly created fiction amidst utter…. mental dereliction.” Of them, if there is a word to explain then: “it’s that they’ve
Taken it ALL onboard and watched the wRecKaGe pour toward a most… tantalised sHorE. Akin to swimming
With a million sharks Dipped In
a Billion Tonnes Of Blood . Even if there still was a queue called creation bubbling at the
Brim of their beautiful brains
