When we flitter-flattered about the place and upended seriously just-and-supposed sentences filled and falling AGAIN and true-to-form (IT FELL) from the lips of delicately-agitated-angels WHO enjoyed taking and turning those aforesaid imbecilic sentences into JUXTAPOSED immediatalities please. what happens when they snigger and sneer deeper inside of the rhythmic divide and happens also if –
her walkaway words really were the only ever mad-daft-bastarding thing living inside of her PAPERBACK MIND? Soft and so VERY soothingly ready to expose itself mid-explosion technique, “because we did (IT, WE DID) in fact climb SIMULTANEOUSLY inside of yet just another tickertape highly unreach-ABLE masterPEACE… . (it) Settles to… “breattttttttttttthe!!” She’s found the typified inside-out again and
Hot-headed attempted to TURN THE whole VOLUME DOWN… “DAMNIT NOW!!” When the hardest thing we will ever achieve
Is to remain these
RunawayBewilderedImbeciles Without Even Needing-To-Smile. Let us just say: “we lost halfway…
Our full-blown minds EVEN IF THEY NEVER EVEN REALLY MINDED how we felt in the tenth place improperly – that ability to ‘die’ and smile and set the ANTICIPATED div———-ide And All Inside of ten mildly-old-wIlDlY seconds of stupendous awareness please
When we never meant for anything but for “u.t.t.e.r.l.y” advantageous, if we must
———— to give to fluent Irish speaker to get the Irish as close to the English translation as poetically possible
