That search for segregated bliss. A comforting scintillation of overeager recreation !

As somebody borrows from all of the *greats only in a most non-observable scent-and-scene of (purposefully) upsetting scenario.

When they do not even realise it with their (very own) eyes WIDE/CLOSED yet AGAIN, and this affable and uniquely AND DELICATELY ENHANCED INSINUATION OF INDUSTRIOUS WORTH shALL…

both can & WILL, CALL TO permitted MEMORY.. … a terrific sense of ‘Once Upon An Aforementioned Ochre Reminisce’ and made to be, ultimately, literary and riotously REKINDLED… inside of him

Kindly, please. because his eyes have been to hell-and-back – matter of antagonised ((and bountifiably imbalanced)) FACT