Their lopsided and non-negotiable awareness needn’t have been that big a THING, indeed. “When they were acting ambivalently OK isn’t all it’s cRaCkEdUP to have been
.. as the soil inside of their inescapable souls seems to have its OWN uncontrollable way with.. most things, actually.” And that’s.. A-okay, and definitely worth the weight.. in unofficial worship.
We are what shall come to pass, sipping on our shake-and-BAKE StrawberryBreeeeeeze(…) cocktailsIN THE SiZzLe oF tHe H-E-A-T-E-D SuMmEr SUN.. and adding our VERY own
Extra+ingredient of frightfully inebriated awareness.
If the people in the ‘PassengerSeat’ w-e-r-e dealt this ludicrously Inebriating thing then we.. “need to step back Now.. … N-O-W… now, plEASE!!”
And stand RIGHT ATOP
Of our OWN…
pitstop groundings.
finding ourselves to feel— so very inescapably effedUP even if, we did ZERO-THINGS-wrong. What IS that thing called again(??) “oh, yes… … .. OCmothereffingD.” And with it she went…
——— to say a fondness FUCKSAKE(!!) goodbye: “to the chain (of events) around our FAST-TRACKED brain which never LET itself FEEL sane . That..
drainingFeeling ofBeing—-
Attached to, AND attacked by, everything.” Amidst the creation of a likeminded masterpiece, Maybe(?)
