We’ve entitled our {Mile-W!!!!!!De} minds to the bravest state of Undermined, unDEFINED-BY-IT-ALL upset{,actually}
{We’ve} Even ably apprehended said disaster{PEACE} and pockmarked {and} plastered… “it ALL back to belonging to something somewhere ELsE altogether.” And if our eyes {REALLY} are blind{ed by the might}then our minds are/will’Ve been fine… about the state of STATEN-island awareness
Comedically speaking/happening inside {of} wonderfully DisTuRbEd MinDs. And, besides, our perturbed iNsIdeS appear to have/to’ve been asking all of the right questions OF THEMSELVES anyWaY
Today {don’t/won’t they}{, Though?}
. When we dance In an upside-down sTaTE oF collaborative collision/cohesion {anyway} _ because we have to/HAVE TO-
carry that lapse… … in cutthroat CONVERSATION with US to the {very} next EX!T-S!GN (anyway) And Finally BreAtHe
“Like a bag of beautifully bohemian bones, which WILL {rhapsodically RE~}adJuSt —— {and} inevitably __ to the telltale signs of its glimmering insides.”
