incandescent renewal epifellates the end of seamless time let loose in torrential downpours of haste, beatitude and lust
we don't see beyond the bark, the tree, the leaf, we see what sits before us and sways in waves of slow decay moving toward some expected end, somniloquent like honey on voice "FA LA LA" we say and ravish our pride with tortuous ensembles of here, now, us
mixtures of words, mixtures of sounds, stand out and out like jack hares running from all sides epicentered toward our bosom where luck resides and then sends the beasts back out centrifugal but missing one foot each, just for good luck, just so i can feel a bit better in fortune's cold heartless hands
but this isn't even the way you and I wanted it, this doesn't even make sense, there's no rhyme or reason to this, surely the decay set in a long time before you and i made our way through the beasts and the tall tall sway of shifting time
ENOUGH i said, toothless jackass that i am, ENOUGH i declared as if anyone could hear anything but the fetid stench of riveted life left swinging on a nail hanging by itself almost about to fall, unhinged from the wall, just clinging with one last tip of its rusty elemental lifelessness... the wall the fall the wall the fall the wall the fall the wall the fall the wall the fall the sprall the spral the sprall
One two one two one two march here and there, see and respect the ones around you, and see if they stay there see if they're always there because one day you wake up
and you find even the loved ones are gone
