notions of 'Love', 'kindness' and 'equanimity'—
shaking me so
vio — — l — ent — — — — — — — — — --l — — -y,
when I think
of 'pain', 'rage' and 'wickedness',
they humour me
is the 'foolishness'
to order with their serious intentions in 'prompt', 'proper', ‘precise’—ever so 'persnickety'.
killing me softly
these multitude lyricist moments
that simultaneously fix and free me on a sea of their paragraphed sentences, where sometimes it’s calm—in a serene scene of smoothly conjoined constructions, drifting gently up to soft and silky shores of such quiet existences...............................................
But most often they are rough texts,
bouncing and rolling in a choppy life-threatening ocean
of unfinished ideas
trying to shrug off
of excessive sentiment
formed and badly
all over the place