We were definite and delicate little troubadours and wishing to Will ourselves til the end of all these
Terrifically deranged TeThErs. What if, though, the people in the middle seemed utterly AOKAY with having no interest anymore in
Anything we had to HAVE TO say? It’s a game called…. undivided attentions and they seemed to like to wish to MENTION: the conceptual effort it takes… to make
It all feel suitably ReAl(!) • We were waking UP at all of the oDdEsT(?!!) oF hOURS beneath the heat of one such SIZZLED sun, these daughters AND sons of
Repeat-offending, offensive LITTLE criminalised WannaBes. It’s easy to have gotten ourselves seriously TwiStEd on KneesUP beer ~ ~ ~
And queer eyes from the StraightGuy(..) and anyone (else) who knows the answer to the unanswerable (qUesTiOnS) isn’t even, in his own way, Reminiscing – about all these… BeDTimE things.
It is a passion that calls its own bodaciously circumspect BluFf: tonight it’s gonna be TOUGH-shit and f*** to all these
Ferried-in, Derrière-glaring DelinQuents. • They shall cross ALL OF THESE(… … …) mentally magnificent pathways when they have had their aforeSAID… choice of what(??) T-H-E-Y need+to+say
“Immediately and r-i-g-h-t tHERE, please(!)”
A nod to these particular words used in lyrics from Sufjan Steven’s song: The Only Thing – “CROSSHATCH, WARM BATH”… (Holiday Inn After Dark)
