The both chaos and conceptual comfort of dancing undeniably inside of: a MAsterclAss called Created Conundrum, and they drum to the beat of a dastardly sound hidden
Deeply within = the secretive insides of all that seems REAL… “as real can’Ve really gotten itself to being(!!)”
They don’t do delicate and theY(???) CERTainly WON’T ever aga!n do: “dotingly Dostoyevskian please.” It’s an amalgamation, a stirred ‘til tasteful crazy A-grade, ahem… disasterCLASS(!!) actually and they
Differed to the other kinds of flower-happy people as we doddered
about like a ******* bunch of borderline: “believers, in the justifiably Frank and honest state of upside down abstract awareness.” We loved it all because we can
Drag bones across concreteSTONES and eventually stay-put and spend the PITS OF OUR OUTstandinglyOUTlandishBeings in Greece with Grecian smiles painted upon our
~~~ Happy as hell faces set for passionate portrayal – “fuck, yeah!!” And any of many ANOTHER portal to ‘NOwhere’.
*(((Our smiles are real, even if:
“Our minds have been rather StiFlEd by
The sight of ((an)) ImbAlAnCeD Delay
—- in stereotypical proceedings.”)))
An only ever respectful nod to the mental disorder that is Obsessive Compulsive Disorder 😊 🤷♂️
