if the world could be described as chocolate? we’re FUDGED! while the shoulder pleads the hip to NUDGE – our mountains are ran down to CREAM with uniforms and space suits saved for a fables DREAM.
we allow window DRESSING, for the benefit of avoiding the real LESSON. a refraction of light missed on the battlefield of a compromised LANDSCAPE. these lonesome roads are filled with potholes and unsolvable SHAPE.
thus; in describing how conniving…
the last of the day? still makes a way!
at least in summer,
the beat inspires the drummer!
to rhythmically incline
a melodic destiny and chosen heir to their bloodline
correlating contradictions assigned in the mind
on the onslaught of my conviction / my former beliefs were summoned an eviction!
encouraged to drift out, like the clouds shift route
burning away like a tainted scroll: speaking with volumes of blasphemy
rolled over like loaded dice – molded by a promised fallacy
i was never on the ‘get down’ via the cavity’s gravity, i just belonged to a sensational quest
trading candy temptation for a benevolent guest
who offered brooms for the rooms which needed to be swept, bottles of discipline always kept
awakened – i looked into the mirror and noticed the sleep around my eyes,
tears encrusted as tired lullabies…
so : i ran the water, to set the starter!
now the essence of my current flower, makes a wish to be empowered (and devoured) by a hungry appetite.
with eyes the same size of the aroma prized sight!
to underline the meaning of the said pitch:
jars of stones, drawers of spells, are requesting a stitch
placement – where could the key abide?
if not in the enclosed location – where memories are kept far and wide!
ROI-ReGuRGiTaTioNoFiNfOrMaTiOn (ALL ARE HYPER LINKS – CLICK TO HEAR FULL POEM!)
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writing until the pen runs N2 paradise clarity! (by uniform & random means) 
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