We were slipping inside of a dream that didn’t even need to sleep:they shall unearth that singular state of LoudMOUTHED bliss even if they shook themselves UP for no one else and everyone’s daughter brought to the faltering slaughter actually. He’s gaining a new sense of societal reputation and she wants to —>
“NO(!!)” — if it even means Anything?” Boxes atop cardboard cutout VerSioNs of a thousand other persons of purely predominant angst actually. The sitUation hasn’t exactly been
Statistically away with the birds, altho, it’s a worried man’s unshakable hand and a happy lady’s utter (RE)emergence of sudden
Denial that calls all of the bothered bluffs actually…. And if she is addicted to anything then it definitely ISN’T him: “just the DAFTly old bottle of tilted back G!N with a pair of its own lips
To persuade them both improperly… .” Back to their own ReaL!Ty… .
