SOON AS WHEN THEIR FACES FILLED WITH FEAR START TO COMFORTABLY COTTON-ON AND DANCE… AROUND-ABOUT ALL OF THOSE CORNERSTONE CORNERS CALLED COLLAPSED CHAOS, plEASE. / DARLING DAUGHTER, CAUGHT FIRE… . / A Gargantuan Glance At Their Happiness Caught_Fire.

Sometimes they sit inside OF THEMSELVES and insistent achingly akin to CREATIVELY WHIPSMART BOjANGLE_uPSTARTS AND say it soon as whenever REALLY — “we watch the weight of the whole world — EXPLODE — AT PURELY ASTOUNDING PACE!” They do the strangest things in the mIDDLE oF tHE morning timeA.M. AGAIN

SO SAY all of these unpardonably pedestrianised people WITH MINDS THAT REALLY HAD TO MATTER… . “They will crowd us all in and out – AGAIN – AND AFORESAID ACHE — for the sake of standing up straight AND EVENTUALLY MIMICKING

How the CRAZED kings feel when they crumble down to their

NIGHTLY KNEES PLEASE!” THAT YO-YO-effective thing which swims between the EARLY a.m. and the unavoidable p.m. AGAIN and BEGGING itself

TO HEAR OUR CENTRE-peace s-c-r-e-a-m Akin to Achingly misunderstoodPEOPLE, “plEASE!!” Attempting to muster something from somewhere COURAGEOUSLY together ’til we eventually get her back to HAVING BEEN

A Bojangle-UPstart, indeed // WHIP-smarter than unanticipated delirium, EVEN, which WILL STILL aim to sing and at achingly fulsome-both-fearsome pace // BLESS HER SINCERELY LOPSIDED FACE… for (ITS AUDIBLE) understanding (OF) EVERY other person’s delicately DERANGED deMEANour

 

TAKE 2

Sometimes they sit inside OF THEMSELVES and insistent achingly akin to CREATIVELY WHIPSMART BOjANGLE_uPSTARTS

AND say it SO soon as whenever REALLY — “we watch the weight of the whole world — EXPLODE — AT PURELY ASTOUNDING PACE!” They do the strangest of things in the mIDDLE oF tHE early=A.M. AGAIN

SO SAY all of these unpardonably pedestrianised people WITH MINDS THAT REALLY HAD TO MATTER… . “They will crowd us all in AND out – “AGAIN” – AND aforesaid ache — for the sake of standing up straight AND EVENTUALLY MIMICKING

How the mesmerised-by-life kings feel when they crumble down to their

NIGHTLY KNEES PLEASE!” THAT YO-YO-effective thing which swims between the EARLY=a.m. AND the unavoidable p.m. YET-AGAIN and beg, beg… B-E-G-G-I-N-G itself, pl=EASE!!

to HEAR OUR CENTRE-peace s-c-r-e-a-m Akin to Achingly misunderstoodPEOPLE.

Attempting to muster something from somewhere COURAGEOUSLY together AGAIN ’til we eventually get her back to HAVING BEEN

A Bojangle-UPstart, indeed // WHIP-smarter than ABSOLUTE unanticipated delirium, EVEN, which WILL STILL aim to sing and at achingly fulsome-both-fearsome pace // BLESS HER SINCERELY LOPSIDED FACE… for (ITS AUDIBLE) understanding(s) (OF) EVERY other person’s delicately DERANGED deMEANour
Set at freezeframe repeat… … … .

So what if
we caught
ourselves calling AND CAUSING all of the ‘SHOTS’??