the ears and eyes and all kinds – of credibly kindly aphrodisiacs and she’s all that – she’s an emblem of an upside down
Delinquent with eyes for ears and achingly, please, prePREPARED to stare down the snarled barrel of a
Cocaine enhanced bag of Bones: “Just one meandering delinquent with windswept delirium pegging ’em all in… yes please and DEFINITELY “no CHANCE of asking!”
That bag of DUTIFUL bones that finds its own FANTASTICAL way home, she’s DEPENDING ON BEING neverending prONE – to opening UP ALL OF THE UPSIDE down demons minus even trying to
Even delay the field of felt tip PersUasions AHEAD OF HERSELF and — Maybe she’s been napping NAKEDLY inside of the biggest bag of aforesaid PREdelayed Bones… “Just ten thousand MORE other agile attempts at PRE-EMPTING THESE sniggering INDIVIDUALS with fists surrounding their MANICURED fingernails akin…
to all the most bombastic people carrying slaughterCROSS narrations, yes, INDEED:: “Happy go lucky, TUCK YOURSELF IN… nervously misPLACED smiles SNARLED alongside THE most determinedly detriMENTAL… ‘demise’ – “Word Says It that:: IT’S ALL sizABLY based on the most falsified SYCAMORE SMILE that tries to climb
And wrap its branched arms around all of the most —- determinedly delicAte Barflys minus wraparound eyes ALONGSIDE
A Nervously windSWEPT MIND that makes even the saddest man smile Achingly Akin to all of his favourite best secrets SET
fOR pREdisposed brilliance and THAT’S the t!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ng perfectly SINtillated and with a brain that aches to SNEEZE… all of ITS favourite best CreATIVityTECHniques livid AND sEETHING – akin to Pollock and Jackson – Michael, maybe – sitting softly underneath the sun with a NEAT BOTTLE OF WHISKY
AND
All the sincerest ‘apologies’ STEALING THEIR OWN under the sun THUNDER
