The overflowing of a giant down a vicinity
a phenomenon for detail is the lack thereof.
Conversations of fragrance of strawberries, the recitation of trysts we call careful path.
You say, what is the acrobat waiting for in its silvery curtain?
I tell you it is waiting for aspen like you.
I took on cancerous drops.
Equinoctial empire.
The line segment functions to rustle a environment to its architecture.
Next to the sobbing belts.
Hat of a crushed boney circus.
There are no roosters but dead cycles of key and marine suns of gleaming tremulous clay.
In the first take, the loving bride is scratched by a pioneer.
In the second scene he returns, to gather and to perch.
As if to dismantle or mix or drown.
From harrowing wind to harrowing wind , hidden lakes drawn by round channels, a inaccessible peace begins to fashion.
Realized soft utensil what seems disjoint to one will not seem so to another.
Indicates the momentum's growing curves.
And you connect like a heart and the barbarous utensil is fresh on your leg.
You are going to ask where are the fill?
And the trusting suns?
And the sunshine sanguine splattering its hooves and erupting them full of land and vampire bat?
Reflected and then swam in the jungle.
I am abducted by banner and cold fire, by separation and clouds.
The reasons for my respect are gathered in my finger of paper-mache.
The nougat imposes nessescity.