“Her Highway to Heaven… With Its Own Mind in Sight”

Attempts at taking it all back-to-basics and other many much more than never before attempts at triggering that head-aching sense of

Matchstick~bewilder in she, actually. “We were —- pulsating At the Brim when she entered-IN and took us all down

—— To shake it all THE WAY UP (yet) again.” And even if it IS NeanderthalLIKE to’ve uttered these circumstantial words… it’s still not Easy To Wipe Away The Surface Of her sureF!RE denial(!!) And what-if she cries akin to all

These latter-day Holocaust survivors, them and those DISTANTLY mIssHapenLy people who don’t really even wanna
(ever-again!!)
++ anticipate the mentally anticipated A Thousand Times Before? “Is it ALL REALLY supposed to have been” – bloody well daMN(!!) behemothly beleaguering AND beyond their level of high-minded description, even when

We altered the ((*******)) (((extra-EXCRUCIATING))) rEaLity Inside of His ticker~tape mind: “so that she can… (readily) earmark herself… EVENTually

as damn-dastard-beautiful even in the face of

Utter gUttUrAl distrust??”