Perhaps there’s a masterpiece inside of their mind which didn’t wish to mind so much at all now, how it all comes comfortably a cropper; these SPECTACULAR
artists have been dividing their nonnegotiable time, REALLY, between
Here and anywhere relatively spectacular. If it does take a number of days to CoNfuSe their Artistic Minds Back to Belonging then, well..
“Let us WAIT with wonderANDaweForF***SAAAKEunderSTANDING in our HAVE-A-hearts, for them
To prepare a brand NEW reSTART, actually.” It’s uncommon and uncomfortable and certainly beyond a point of necessary rhythm and RhymerightNOW. “Watch HOW(?) they do go, though:: headfirst, mind and Brains rather..
As deathly
And deep as a… Dostoyevskian masterPEACE, actuALLY.” It’s… iconic and often Ironic and headed inside of the clouds of adverse UnderStanding For them, indeed.. and they
Shall faster than EVER::: flatline and FaLtEr.. … to AN ALMOST childLIKE standstill.
“But there’s a crawl, Y’all back to something seriously happening- at the middle of their Wildly Ol Minds.” And if that word were to have been rehashed, used, AND abused too much and to the workaday worn-away point
Of inhospitable understanding, then.. well… “we will need to know ten things, probably.” Possibly a Thousand thoughts of aforesaid Adverse and DecidedlyDETERMINED reckoning.”
When the artist grabs at a paintbrush and traces the weight of their BREATH’S next step, that is when(??)
“It all comes crashing down.. like a ParcelWrapped masterclass..”
Yes. “They’ve been collidingandCOLLUDING again with their favourite enemiesForFuuuuuckSaaaaake(!!)”
