The breaths we held – as standing and as layabout, actually, as humanly imaginable. We were crunching our fists and making it allUP as WeWent…
“With minds in an inordinate bind called: over-strewn chemical rEaCTioNs.” We are the people who came into the GAME and gave “as good as anyone can”
What if, though, there was a sworn-in show ofEmOtIon for all the times we triggered our own minds:: “BackTo believing actually in something utterly.. universal.” Their thirst, though, and where the **** did it even come from: a “who-is-who??” and HOW CAN THEY EVER HAVE EVEN STRANGELY SURVIVED with our minds in a vice-grip called undeniable apprehension? To break-even amidst beleaguered beginnings is to
Brave these elements which dive inside of nonRESPONSIVE minds. ALL eyes upwards and walking with us towards the other side of
Unlikely denial. Maybe she’s been
Believing in herself like HELL, even when
“Hell became her NumberOneFriend(?)” And maybe she does sit
As the shape of a nervous cigarette with explosive insides
