the wordplay is **** serious, fools curse us, attacking empathy for its sensuous to their BS pretensions, their hypertension sophistry compounds their
selling them selves as a holy sphere, begging for attention and the approval appetizers of meaningless internet bacchanal celebrating
I invite you in, where depths surface asking you to scratch deeper than the shallows of egoism shoals
long labored to persaude with caution, careful disclaimers, when you enter our first encounter, that first most dangerous embrace, asking you to tag along inside insights my intent plain, secrets displayed with increasing the leveling tween twice an armful of hugs
this criticism disturbs my calm, and so I repeat twice: