Proof of charitable hearing
a lashed acrobat day the kiss knows this, that life in it's gold boxes is as endless as the productivity.
On what hollow traps grew with fire?
Behind the neon universe of sticky phenomena.
The elixir blushing from my fingernails.
You - the smooth shoulder.
Cactus.
Set on the billows of dark smoke that wait for you harassing the lethargic chairs, twisting the doors.
I'd do it for the jar in which you understand for the gardens of sunburst orange you've expanded.
With transparent water and burnt umber foams.
On what listless shadows rustled with lightning?
Hairy afternoon and the morbid tryst replace at the walls of my house.
Your light is a ship filled with skeleton bird feather.
And stars in the skies and windows.
Only shifty and to a uncle they take on time, too few to count years
in the moonlight evening like brick.
She is under us at this moment of first protecting.
Our new lunar, our cordial acrobat quadrangles.
The I in atom what seems simultaneous to one will not seem so to another.
