It is heartbreaking to see what they have suffered with, these purist people who’ve said what they shall wish to create.. to simultaneously sedate..
their tired, tried AND terrificALLy tested bRaInS! They’ve even acted all sorts of sight-after-seeking it all and EVER-since the first-time of both starry- and weary-eyed reckoning
It’s been a tHuNdEriNg Pause of mind, a Tantalised ThundErStorm of a most fucking beautiful yet equally antagonised kind- even if, and when… … these childlike eyes of Mine(!) have singlehandedly crEatEd, someHOW(!?)
This sense of eerily descriptive AND unputdownable prose for NOW(!)
