In the body of the body of the body.

There is Pre Monotheism Greek influence in my circle of giddy melancholies, aliases, a virulent body nostalgia.

One of My Semi Nude Drawings

Humble Pie

Roll call. Every neg. That spikes the plunder. Now can pop like bubble wrap. Think of as capture. Put in columnar as artifacts that rhapsodize. Rolling with the thunder.

One foot hopper. Holy mulct ? Every wag hog creates hampers, and cavorts with titillations in mulct that rallies with love.

Work thru the moo cow — as beauty stretching after limits. To cross into neg can assume sacred posture. As revelation.

Thralldom was a catch of fire. That love burned from. In the body by the body for the body.

Can become a treachery, and sufferance too. Relating to battles with the absurd and the fallen (cycle of death bunnies).

Thralldom can be about grace and its attendant insurrections. Body of the fallen, can get captured by violent sulks with the elevation of the singular. Must push through push through — reactionary traumas, puzzling hurdles of structural blindness.