– Patterns Called ConTempLatiVe Creation ~ “Like Holding All Of The Eggshells At Hand And Crushing Them Anyway”

Presumed to become (THIS) previous pressure to proceed – “with their abstract details {SET} to unmentionable attention calling their own BLOWN TO THE WIND bluff.” We aren’t even sure of it all, weren’t even interested in dipping in and OUT NOW(!!)

Of this AND THAT. They liked to win at losing, actually – “exactly!” And that’s their own source of sellout determination PUFFING ITS OWN AFORESAID wind. “WINGS! We tell ya… .” Bleeding, SEETHING, delirium-FUELLED wings. We’ve been

Touched with UNTHINKABLE torture and thinking too much ANYWAY – a surefire, improbable -stILL there- hunch

To continue ((ON)) with a corneredIN mind. “Bind, bind… BIND amidst this blinded mind(!!)”

They’ll need to typically trust everyone else actually, will (even) need to —- “set themselves into this state of uninterruptible

Rhyme scheme(s), please?”