They took you across the home like an uncharted furniture as the walls lost gait and stumbled.
Before I could shatter a word without compunction, they took you before my eyes laid lattices – they faltered, officiating over space that fails infinitely when turning you away before
I could understand, say the day again happens and my grievous art flails like a ******* child. a deep dream within a shallow sleep occurring within sundries – miscellanea collected together, put to question but no answer folded
to be sure in its destination other than where they took you: the air minting the world on your face wanting to move and remind a fate of decay: to be malleable within clay,