you write of dismembered leaves, pains too sweet, using incontrovertible idiocies like quiet rain, droplets shining like sunlight, edible goodbye cheerios, tastes that burn eyelids colored in blood stained mustard yellow, the gladness of sadness, reversible rivers flowing heavenwards,
really?
dechambered hearts, ventricular mysteries, brains wearing wooly sport jacket helmets and others, more weirder too, wonderfully inexplicable, other jimmy olsonian beauties, non-lexical non-commonsensical ecumenical hysterical chemical verbal reactionaries, and then you wonder why,