and as I'm permeated fully by the notes in keys on strings and things i'm tempted to keep an eye open to prevent mass hysteria within the confines of my often feeble mind resorting to guerrilla scare tactics to keep some unknown thing at bay and in fear for it's own moments and their uncertain futures...
what can be said is often felt and that which is felt is dealt with in blows to the psyche in a two by two time table uncertain of it's place in the thick of in-betweenness felt by too many lost generations praying for the day at last when breathing is permitted and leaving is not a choice of life or death but rather one of jolly holidays devoid of the nightmare man showing up to thicken the air with a terror untraceable except into the very depths of the hidden veiling...
this is good writing,yo. keep it going! thanks for being my fan!!! i heart you.
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