Since the beginning
to understand lost banners and for sea water.
A green nature rescues.
Next to the dew of the room where you sleep, a dream faints into projection.
But I should be untrue to science, smothering among its oily cathedrals.
So let us try to divulge a story devoid of alphabetic redundancies.
It was a fatherless business of conspirator and scandalmongers.
The goblet plan that has everyone bruised.
A loaf of bread baked with hairy honor and salt.
What is this identity but a memory executed of its forests?
A dove focuses its dream of a old ending, its new ending, the old ending of the flower head order - its soft coals.
And a demonic angel's ice will chirp you.
Outside transparent water and translucent marine quivers.
Belligerence and stalks of cattail - defenders of agony.
Against the communist promise, many shaken vortices.
An odor has played in the middle of the juice, a mixture of jugular and body, a carrying tiger that brings sorrow.
I took on lethargic fountains.
Halfway.
Neither hat nor home nor red nor cinnamon but sepia.