A slender substance
the I in praise you play headlong into a boulevard to discover your business.
She is inside us at this moment of first galloping.
A tetrahedron next to a triangle, the insatiable workings of free law.
I saw how paths are awakened by the steady quiver.
A kiss -like bramble like hearts trembling in front of trousers.
Pockets of brick converted into glass.
Not the silvery moment when the early light of day treads the mists.
But I should be untrue to science, deceiving among its bleak sea shells.
So let us attempt to speak a story without slightest redundancies.
Where ships meet leaves meet, behind and with and the sound of twisting lonely roads, to reach out and flutter in fear.
Outside the chimney like steel.
We get the sight they must lots to recover to each other or perhaps nothing but stains.
Perhaps they are not replaced.
What the props of decency?
A sunshine of schools your breath shines from south to east
I salute your affluent grape and envy your electric pride.
A chorus of elephants at night un heard un compounded comes to a halt before a stalks of cattail.
You - the friendly heart.
All mosaics become daggers.
