oh weee
i wish i could * snap *! you?
by golly me
i wish could * snap * through!
focusing in at all your pictures.
wishing i could frame, every one of your fixtures. holding the visualization so tight, gently soothing you, until we’re made right.
cuz’ it was wrong that it took us this long to be deprived of each others homology.
one could playwright a script about our etymology.
the pedigree of which graceful auxiliaries, fall from the heavenly: syncopated jubilee!
the astrology? is far too numerical!
ha, i said:
the horoscopes are far too brightly satirical.
but just in case the flower of these words ….vase into the soil of the absurd: here’s one word to ease this poetic base: TRACE!