They’ve equalled their own sense of anticipation now, have even combined the time to comb the sights of their mind’s eye/ it is ultimately.. a kissed and CreAtiVe landscape. And the escapism need not have been
So very scenically nightmarish, actually; no acts.
No secondary anticipations anymore. No… everything indeed. These artistically insightful fingers ARE insightful—
And forever fIgHtiNg
And they w-i-l-l wish to linger wisely
“Stop!!” The next best canvas, and it probably perhaps CAN..
Hold its own face forth. And smile as though the world weren’t even there anymore