posted on Mar, 25 2008 @ 03:31 AM
I detest verisimilitude. I drape myself only in the attire of absolute certainty. Resemblance is not substantial presence, I accept only palpable
tangibility. Exactitude my shoes, intelligible decipherability my visual optics, perspicuity and crisp lucid limpidity hummed from my obscurity
obliterating vocal device. Transparent indubitability refurbished at any notion of a basic weakness. Accurate incisions made into falsified
incursions; I’m a surgeon of distortion and a repeat defender. Offending the offense into a back stance of upstood lap dances, held hands and
screamed into back stands done on public lands. Veering on into a grossly overly under estimated indexical of superly digested inspiring miracles
vomited up to explicate in a revealed state a specified date and no late. Argon gases crawling under the doorways latches, instincts throw my hands to
my throat and I’m choaking on burning ashes, legs dashes, lost hope in the imagined antecedent experience. Reversed retrogress and a cunning naked
dress, superscripted to be more than less and up front gyrating lonliness. Harnessing ecumenical sensations beeding welded lines in Ultra violet
oscillations, I forgot my helmet and my eyes go myopic, epidermis fried and my life goes biologic---- ly---- goodbye. My presence of abyss is my
freedom and I challenge this to pleed them any opposite... they can’t, I beg! "Relieve them! Release them!" Directionless spouts, in and out, fell
into the curving geometry and couldn’t solve my way out, infinitely stuck in a prison with no bars and a house with no walls, all around me crumbles
and falls, my synergy phenominally scales tunes from reds to blues, luminescent hues and gumming chews writing words in herds just keeping the mind in
shape. Medulla Oblongata waiting for respiration to cease, circulation to increase or be unpleasingly overcome with old age disease. I’m a platoon
of maniacs in a cartoon world, hitched a vehicular vesical I called my girl, cramped up in this body with no place to face. Destination prederminted,
desolate and unascertained. One of these sunny evolutions some simple settling annotations will formalize my futuristic former eyes and I will
metamorphize into my type of grandeur epitomized adequation.