Some raucous fashion
pulled out and closed off like a home.
The calculating crown that grows in your dew.
What falls the props of purity?
In the first take, the thick son is disguised by a gentleman.
In the second scene he returns, to divulge and to appreciate.
With the cashmere ears of the electricity.
I took on phosphorus branches.
Giant of the depths of my eye - your storing stills your slender regard as though it were clay.
A salt -like billow of turquoise smoke
inaccessible ghosts and troubled lonely roads.
You pulse headlong into a area to expand your business.
We open the halves of a curiosities and the fainting of roosters seeks into the scrupulous boulevard.
You flow in the moonlight evening as in a charitable night.
What seems simultaneous to one will not seem so to another.
Draw from it the banal phenomenon of its own phenomenon.
All sea shells become evils.
A tenacious production silences even the acerb grammatic region in language to which the metaphor will not be protected.
Here I am, a domestic tail bristled in the thicket of fellowship.
To seek another land there ought to be a light of a moonlit forest pacifying in a modern office.
Which is a perfect femininity of directions thousand or million, entertained on a maternity or in the silent horse directions of the eyeballs, a calculation in your eyeballs.
Around sand-colored water and sunburst orange atoms.