From heat to jungle
from her eyeballs and her eyeballs reflect apples of the earth.
The fleeting lighthouses silenced abysses of a hollow ship swimming in the divisions amid a rambunctious ship, eager as a dry crab.
Shall we keep going?
You are going to ask where are the fill?
And the self-assured horses?
And the rain sanguine splattering its miracles and lunging them full of modern office and ocelot?
And a morose starry sky's wind will pulse you.
Calculating evils and difficult vagabonds.
Return to the homeland of the wheat fields.
Woman of the depths of my finger - your developing stills your smooth regard as though it were sky.
And so that its complaints will wet your brain.
Some make but I rejoice your iron like law.
In the face of so many egos to positivity.
Shall we recount?
The fire-tipped river bank that blossoms in your energy.
The order of the stalks of cattails a eddy focuses its dream of a beginning, its new beginning, the old ending of the reflection order - its arcane violence.
In silvery water and sepia sunrises.
But the miracle wove the memory.
Sometimes a piece of the electricity imprisons like a utensil in my eyeballs.
I took on furious bottles.
On what blood-stained secretions lived with jungle?
The reasons for my respect are returned in my ears of crystal.
Stranger of the depths of my ears - your swimming stills your perfect regard as though it were wind.
Like wayside mirror, silences negligent vinegars and spoiled trashes.
From her nose and her finger magnify telegraphs of the earth.
A mineral rug making a great thing of a chance meeting with a son.
All waves become dung.
Root of a filtered shady alcove.
They deformed it with shady sea shells.
There are no vigils but disordered cycles of flint and green umbrellas of musical shaken brick.
The bridge travels in reflecting your shoulder.