She roams through deserted streets, on the lookout for raw materials.
Stumbling upon glimmering bodies of water,
She stopped to read tomes of artifices written by a mystic,
While wearing her shit smeared spectacles.
Reciting a paragraph, she indirectly opened a dimension beneath her.
Perhaps ‘twas fortune a girl erred dictation,
For had she breathed
The full breadth of passage,
Surely she’d have been stationed
Deeper within the mystique.
Showy words claiming, “all that glitters is gold.” Actionable
Constructs of clamoring souls lie posed in consequential remedies,
Reliving the reciprocal standard tedium of incessant forgetteries.
Zephyrs spur spectered spectres
That held scepters that altered
Respective receptive receptors.
Jarred jolts at despaired wonder,
Kinetically ascribed by tauntings;
Viscous hallucinogenic snots vis a
Vis other supple bodily secretions
Frowned upon palpable discovery.
Cryogenic warmth found at jet
Colored fjords where ginormous
Boulders roamed menacingly
Towards confounded ignoramuses
Sans equipment by ret pharisees
Who had sent those badly set up
Sentiments; their entitled biases.
Conundrums of disclosed forms
Slipping on sands of those sets
Set as luck; all those ignorances.
As they pointed their pistols
A quip of reason was given
Before they pulled the trigger.
They’d hide gritting teeth
While forming wincing smiles
As they’d nod empathetically.
Those skins incessantly sensing
Prickling insentient statics
Where silences reign superior.
Those receptors respondent
In resplendent probed moments
For gentle directional nudges.
Quelling perplexed vexations.
Repetitive proceeds of revised
Processes for the sake of guidance.