what is the focus while the continuous diving off the plank is performed for art sake’s the seeping in as moths

the goose bumps resonating essence leaking out as emotions

i think time stop or is standing s… so still that you can’t see the wh… as the sun kisses upon your sill maybe paw prints will design the f… once again this might be a hard pi…

death the dash is released - freeing the colors to see and put in order to climb the spheres

then one spirit says to the other i will do it this way the other says no . and i,.. - well i, .. i get stuck in the middle

while registering to buy Italy your mistaken identity diminished wrapped around and covered with banana peels and egg shells castings smell and then you sell

if i mix red and blue will it make… or a fragment of the odor it could be the base or nothing at all the wash between cycles

she set the easel up steadying the back leg with an old glue tube while raising up in her chair she spots it, there it was,

in this globe i am alone or they are in a globe with different rules, ideas and plans no cracks get in the way

with it’s icy soaking fiery gaze it all ended, blown away with out a care, for the other what did he mean by that when he wrote it with red pen

the land stars blink and rise under the pale pink sky singing as they dance to the tune of each others hearts

if only to have him see that the inside of the marble wont roll, tilted but the pink of the rose will go up the nose