Ledge of Reason
Subliterate Swoons Section 4. Rhythms shimmering in halo hollow wallow from bathos to beauty.
Freedom. As what is but isn’t? An escape hatch batch catch. Rhythms shimmering in halo hollow wallow from bathos to beauty.
Sweet sacramental fervors looping through givens, driving through LuLu’s heart : tender sparks, disquisition.
Lippitudes picturesque absurdities dangle, levitate gnaw, wreak beak, caw caw caw.
Truant tragic exigencies, unfurling in and outside of time, pulling at her pulling at her to go, go now, find. Creates a havoc on LuLu’s soul. Bleeds over, a rapacious arresting questing sorrow, pits nits and fits of beauty rotting with evil up sleeve pull wool spills wills nills?
Horesemen of a pock-a-lips avenging LuLu’s precocious birth ? again and again, in fathoms of softly hissing horror ejulating into ecstasy, hunch crunch naked brunch…
Find Victor. Ask him what ?
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