What if we went and walked and what if we didn’t even exercise/exorcise our own demons except to say: “it’s been a helluva good game of Let’s Get Ourselves UTTERLY UPSIDE DOWN and frownFILLED(!) for NOW, and let’s go with the flow in its FULLEST feeling for utter
Madness, please.” We’ve taken to the TITANIC of SPECtacular TalEs AND ACTED achingly AoKaY indeed, we’ve evened all of her Uproarious scores And poured: “hot and tepid, too, water atop of her
Languishing AND Bounce-back INTO PERMITTED EXISTENCE again soul.”
It’s not what they wanted to hear when we told them that they’d need to HAVE TO
Nurse a millionB!LL!ON pARTS of themselves back to life, please, AND T-O-T-A-L-L-Y… “IMMEDIATELY.” Or else the threat need NEVER HAVE even EXISTED in the 1st plACE utterly————> iMpRopErlY. When WHAT WE LEARNT IS
All kinds of cReaTivElY aBsURd = “for the sake of dying at the sIdEs oF OUR gOdFearing GraVes A THOUSAND TIMES… and dancing back
____ to belongings and curbing the intelligence of our greatest love-song!
