SLEEP IN DOLL GENTS
Vehement hostility, confined, define, corrosive conception. It’s too early.
That dream, that force, that bedevilling… flatulence.
A deluge of lonesome nostalgia, forthcoming.
They lay. Speaking in multitudes, impassively.
Nonchalant, by mannerism.
Adoration, not merely to appease.
Equated by existence.
Confused. Soliloquising – fictitiously, and some.