My Trying Eyes Are Rolling By the Sidewalk

Removal of redundant stone won't always procreate in sculpture fixating smile I'm disintegrating on silicate particles words planted dams through my respiratory system so I can't hide infested clay mold under my breath pressing that finger between my eyes won't deprive me of seeing miracles often aren't like what you would imagine they appear unfitted regularly misplaced for a burden but anamnesis couldn't smudge my smiling eyes I was dreamed mother did that to me she grabbed my body out of god's hands and made out of it a cornerstone without permission to break timely dream became neaten from escapes yet, only eyes pulled out outrun and I don't like seek and hide what if you stay hidden for too long and no one ever finds you body began to resemble at loosening furniture or that's just a reflection created by the puddles on that pavement as they are rolling unstoppable producing need to keep that window open and maintain themselves aside assured body resembles at loosen furniture it could easily be folded in wooden ark so archangels can not find that human suffer is not inborn it is inherited so many times I was asked: from where do you draw the strength it is essential to capture that residual ray of hope once you seize it you can't … not to paint the light