as you place me in your hand folding fingers over and carrying… to a place where you can get the magnifying glass out, are you going to burn me?

as we dance on the clouds you sing to me spraying your colors all around reflecting your art

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

flossing with gold thread as the kitty spills the milk this idea might just work caught in the invisible web glares from the stares

emotions seared without heart speared like the mixing of the molecules sweat and oil pressing together distance gone with out setting a p…

i can shine your armor and make ready placing arms and legs in encouraging you to be steady as we start to begin

as if the razor couldn’t cut or the rose had no smell, but your nose was dripping and a tissue was not in reach of the umbrella that

until now when the understanding is felt while sifting fingers through freshly plowed dirt

in times of old it was obscene the character the choice made and history told

with hardness of heart great gnashing there will be lost in eternity if one came back they would see