with The Prescription Drugs To (TUG THEM AWAY AND) tell them the WHO’S-WHO difference between Being: “truthful and being rather dreadFULLY beautiful, They climbed Jovially inside of Their Very Own Dostoyevskian dreamREEL, plEASE”

They’ve been thinking in terms of unremarkable PROgression, even been acting unremarkable at being utterly ACTually remarkable. It’s a mark of truly beautiful respect and at any given moment… gainfully gathered

For them to’ve estimated the way it went… “beneficially unknown.” When we’ve been ++ taking breaths that make stand-alone, STANDout sense.

They won’t wanna ache for the sake of anything else anymore altho_ “way we see it

They’ve been bringing it all back… to understanding and utterly delightful thinking.” When we weren’t even meant to go and take the

Gathered gain with us {anyway} but we went and did it with our sailor caps attached TO OUR TATTOOED HEADS and our swan songs begging for believable interpretation.
Maybe it’s as simple as giving ourselves a shot of Dostoyevskian Gin (and Ironic TonIc) to the displaced -HEAVILY- face.
We were never interpreted, possibly, as anything other than

“Virtually-both-COMFORTABLY-both-COMPLETELY-AND-Knowingly-unKNOWN.”