He stole his utterly low level emotions for a whole wise Universe of ArtisticallyAmbiguousPeople— of, “ahem… personally sadApologists, and for NO SUCH reason”
Other than// taking this piece of sculpted Genius and turning it
Lucratively/OR NOT(!) toward.. another level of layabout brilliance. The wrought iron LEVEL
Of credibly unthinkableResilienceIS
Something to be: “dutifully/OR NOT imagined, even when
The doors are SHUT, their eyes closedTIGHT” —
And their Domineering minds asking/AND ANSWERING(!!!) “why, ohWHY(?!?)” have we not been
Taking a whole surge of timeToOurselves. As THEY distance themselvesAGAIN
And. They. D-E-L-V-E—-
—->>> their thinking brainsUntil:::: shrill IS
Everything
