Battle reason into prospect
flash encounters over internal dialect
i haven’t died yet
how many books did you forget?
pinch of streets look under the sheets
is that the people or police?
some carry a gun another none
another day look at what all the signs say
forecast 360 by straight lines
punctuate punch to annotate lunch, eat it up
no more jokes this time over broken lines speed it up
floor to foot with feeling between
see grows hard crashing banks freeze
disaster waits for faster breaks that master takes what the student hates, patience
the long pause is after us all and something was there first, not sure if we are living the dream or just filling in the blanks but many thanks to the ladder and bridges that help us get past the lapse between ridges is it all so simple? only when we understand it the complicated yet hasn’t even landed
how do you explain to the universe what are damages? there it is a stress of metaphorical pointing out of deep waters like a dorsal do whose the horse and how lucky is its shoe
All up my veins scrabble and word games, script off the modern page carry a written cape for sitting on picnic days, basket of things suitcase of beautiful and tragic things lets play with aware wares and share names built this little temple of sound waves for surfing or drowning depending on how it all behaves half have certain curtains for pulling shade back to perfect working cast of rays while statistics and math tend to grow in the way
punch this letter tack in such a pattern the words only heard what you would say
in your mind i find such a happy place look all this don’ t throw that away
Even some of the bad has to stay, but for now let happiness have a day
pillbox calendar sway
the fin has been tagged the data is on display, where has this creature been and will it stAy?
All those numbers and not enough conversations
can you find my excellence in equations or is just failures and hating
debating all hooks not present is fishfood for thinktanks
blink takes for camera action or sneeze breaks allergies hate nature but make allegories better for thought breaks
nothing its silent but hardly empty the sound of an electron keeps hitting
over the fall and there goes spine crawl
tactical tactile mind ball
hole saw
pocket shot leaving change in the sock brain still shocked
cold pennies
one two check image display copper view this is the mind bank vibing with you deposit the lost causes and withdrawal a good sign or few how ever many fit in those imaginary hands fill up any empty space with the best you can cyper punk flowers and a neon hue skertz channel fuel
this change is plenty
have you heard if you like today?
Didn’t expect the dragon to be in the field, and shaped like that. First appearances don’t even warrant a label. Exhaustion on a creature like that makes the whole world seem fragile.
At this time one has to wait for the specifics to digest. How many ogres will be fed tonight?
Shaking a sketchbook too hard and you’re bound to catch feelings. Give me a page to give back to you. Black aftermarket dealings cause the trade best in sun.
Lad stole a horse to make it to the village, party with venison and dark wine
This side of the river is different
One person happened to fit in all too well, song sung and spirit swell
Can you still see the farm
Griffins at the side where the tall field tapered to rocks. A hunters loft finds natural abstraction easy to maneuver
AS if horns horizontally spiraled from the lower part of my skull out from my ears. This posture. Demi personal quotes the recollection
Hanging charms from horns favoring chimes
Links forged amongst senses wearing the craft of experiences
I placed my hands at the side of my head and swirled the ache with song
One pluck of the strand and the nerves would hum
A water buffalo with a mossy back and serpentine tail, you can’t even see its eyes.
