Incorporeal wooing -- benighted brown study, slow to bleed, turning on its axis, wintergreen leaf in free fall, when all alone the butterfly escapes the killing jar, to parlously play along this dulcet bine, strumming crura, like Orlando to faire Rosalind in the Valley of Hinnom, "a hunger uncurbed by nature's calling," which prayerfully ascends, asking for cotyledon to appear by break of day/dream.
Reasons why Want to climb Himalayan mountains To show that Mentally ill Are not **** happy To show that Emotions are normal For a mentally ill person To should the normies That they themselves Create stigma and ignorance.
Everybody is scanning for a bond, While i lie in the shadows angling My mode of perception, to correspond Your routines and rituals of acting, And asking for boundless love.
So i abscond and you can't ask for more. Because you noticed my kind and my codes. You knew I was designed to be alone.
So I lay my tranquil smile and keep observing us coincide Feeling the pulse from the inside I drift trusting i am the aftermath of a calculated plan But something is always missing somehow Lost in my thoughts I blame the inventor
And i grow wiser, Knowing i will never understand the true motives of my designer.