images drowned at hitherto undreamed of grinning
to offset original inadequacy of concept
or until the crash for the schematic employment
of comprehensive faithful insomnia
there are thoughts and several communicated come to such
of any pressures upon us merely: from our total sum of skyscrapers
a cliff following from satisfactory pressures upon us
merely from our foot miniature egg
incubating this earth with little train-stops
blinking red or demonstrably so in their redness
be of a trussing they replied for they embellished us unilaterally
trussing its exterior symmetrically with small occasion to escape-
down to the variable intensity light environment
the environment suddenly plowed of invested energies
and planes and boats progressively shuttle and drop out
but green the snow bulbs in any case
and the cinematographer's black lights~
which we do not wish to attribute controllably to small fits of rice
were what connected up our computer that we have
and things that we do we like to do so that the whole mini array
be suspended finest on the maps and margins of strength wires' masts
mini earth at some distance if the sphere were suspended
then feelings think that some of our judgements
are based upon uses of our above wires
an egg would become invisible
it would hover above the independent asteroid at the bathroom acrobat
to balance on the balcony together
the fewer light landscapes laying bulbs
sizes apart would become faculties that transcend moments
indistinguishable as do the sizes and distances
between the milieus we like the worst
when we came back by the dog path the points in a fine half tone print
ended suddenly and no welcome bursts of the moon
laying exquisite patterns into the bulb matrix
at various light intensities determined itself to be heavy-hearted
yet introduced through the computer omnidirectional spherical mosaics
a necessity analogous to that of a premium television tube
whose picture could be right in an eternal sense
all its surface holds up as a framed picture
that mosaics still kept in winter attics of hoarse-voiced stupid flutes
and to think that sometimes we are still bubbles on dulcimers
peopled with premium television lawns and distances of light
questioning the highly debated prime-contractor expenditures
whose meanders crush the bicycle dream work very well also
but not so with the centipedes within an increasingly obsolete totality
when the spherical zone-swarm of points legitimate
a separate energy-event constellation for the jumble of memory
speaking of the fairly large selection of randomly chosen
representatives of our species
he was altogether right in his devotion to absolutes
in the sense that the whole double-bulbed dynamic flux of it contracts
axially and is of necessity new for the terrace of roots we are in
and this is where the fundamental relationship of the principles
entertains and amuses the pile-up differentials or painted-on lampshade