bliss tech laboratories is located back behind
the factory. a line of ants prances past your
pants as you glance down the spout that crowds
out the stillness filling this space with haze.
a misplaced saving grace should be placed
carefully in the grey area where they carry you.
it's very true that saying thank you has been
proven to loosen certain furnaces in turn with
the varnish harness that fumes in tune with a
room. soon it will be gloomy but you knew that
the roomier the space the greater the ways need
to be erased. facing different directions and
expecting sections the flex can be dissectional.
it wrecks when sexual elements are blessing full
of smellings salts that comingle with pickle elixir
a fix that picks up the dump truck under the nut.
for sooth he's toothy: blue spoon laden juicily
with fruits from the middle east beyond the borders
of the court jester that stresses pleasure over
ledgers written holographically on light screens
keeping flight illegal until spite retrieval
becomes mighty fun and comes undone under the sun