Hinderance

(He’s) seeping through your house inside the subconscious — gaps in our understanding.

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Get into the workroom amongst the lowercase catchwords.

Once more, they’re ready to mug the confines of our clothing to carry on their sizzles.

Then the sizzles, too, are amazed by what they candlewick in the monotone of the mundane.

Intensities found novel because he already possesses a hindrance of hierarchy.

A delimiting of his self-effacement — flagellation, discrepancy, and the tortures are extraordinary.

But the tear-gas sullies and the superswift-hunger fellow follows.

He’s aiming to incriminate — to build up the bluster and gerrymander progress.

This is no mere Breton or Éluard. He’s not trying to tussle oaks into submission.

He is designed to impugn solely for your indulgence and dehydration. Check your bilirubin.

You are yellowing. Isn’t that a humdinger.

What I’m Reading:

Are you ripe at last, 
my slim pale double-breasted turd? 
How rich she smells, 
this abortion of a fledgling! 

— Samuel Beckett / “Whoroscope”