It was brilliant in the individual woe: no surprise in waking and faking, no publication of the beggarâ€™s throw; just the succumbing to inner shaking Fuck! the blanket (say hi to the day) Emotion to revolution to evolution (?) No soul gutting and people fray (rather a giving to the needing of raped occupation) Take a sentence to create and pray (indiscreetly invest applause) Be sensitive to Art Have an acid lay Kidnapped! pause â€¦ birth to cause? Disdogmafy, include longing, criticize (so cruel to insist that i exist) Non-committal … Continue reading →
A thought erupt into a mazedene of go and stay Martini listens â€˜cause it has no choice Everyoneâ€™s a Martini on a particular day: no taking and no feedback (this is the consequence of an emotion attack) Retribution is dead but minds collide in the heat so that poetry is anti-orgasmic and hearts live apart Raise your glasses to the lucky dead Weâ€™re all children when destinyâ€™s not our future but a reflection.