i honestly can't find a competition
for this observation,
given that we're living in times,
where Marquis de Sade
could be cutting off his *****,
    ensuring it was prior to the guillotine,
*****,
   stuffing it like an animal,
and inserting the ******
instrument up his, ******* ***!
- just to prove the point that,
     he didn't cut out his tongue!
oh look!
  a linguistic observation...
what's the difference between
a sentence ending in;
  - and a sentence beginning with:
said symbol?
none.
   come to think of it,
when the pause is not supposed
to be long enough,
  ;, -, . are not that much
varied...
          but sure as **** that's
a worthwhile "cliffhanger"...
   no... you see...
  i like my overtly-insinuated
accents...
  Marquis de Sadé...
                          i was traveling
from the tube from somewhere...
past Golders Green...
the police academy place,
that i used to pass doing roofing
on a housing project...
  ****...
         northern line... up north west...

and how would a Marquis de Sadé
survive in the current year?
   frankly... hmm... come to think
of it... he'd probably be called
a linguistic moralist...
because, safe to say...
he'd be the one who was able
to spell the word: ****
correctly...
  without the ambivalence of
mr. censor...

             who's probably a dying
dyslexic... of sort...

what?
  don't mind me...
            this really is my thinking
aloud...
within my own vicinity,
all i've heard was "someone"
itching to massage a keyboard
which encrusted me in hearing
clicking sounds
akin to crickets enveloped
in mating gimmicks...
and the up-turned bottle of
English cider,
with that slow but mostly assured
signature of a glug glug glug
glug glug of a liquid being, drank.

sure as **** they can savor my
content as they savored those
works by Marquis de Sad(e)...
  sorry... forgot my acute accenting
the E...

thanks to the book cover of
Justine...
******* and torso and all...
   looking across?
about five giddy school-girls:
siusiu-majtki:
    ****-pants!
   ah... bless...
       on their way out of puberty!
and such an unfathomable
world before them...
     it's like i...
didn't want to do anything
other than expect, said faces,
turn to gloom & doom of
reaching middle-age!