majestic adjectives of contrary harmonies, adverbs in adversity that modify our satisfactions, gut punch our eyes, scramble the taste buds, now inoperable, incapacitated to distinguish what is disturbed - what is sweet - what is impossible. my days ending is nearer to my god than thee, the crumblings of what I’ve got left
stale panko crumbs, here come they in 1000 radium-tipped projectiles of serious humorous self-destruction, gifted to you! my few itinerant followers peddlers brave enough to offer shelter, to follow me into the deeps of radioactive incomprehension, of no particular disorders a thousand times
bless you richly, eachly, name announced, pronounced, we are all proper nouns.